How can you gain three pounds from
nothing in one day? Peanut butter is
still peanut butter. Okay, I had a roll
instead of rye bread. Ciabatti roll.
Everything else was my usual fare.
Three-pound roll? I think not. Well,
three times the calories of a slice of
my bread, but it doesn’t add up. Ate
the last roll today. No worries. I will
live to eat bologna another day. Let’s
hope, anyway. The rest of my usual
lunch was harmless—three green
olives and thermos coffee. The text
came yesterday late in the day that
my new eyeglasses were ready for
pickup. I wasted no time and zipped
to the store. The glasses worked fine
in the store and on the drive back
home. I’m having trouble finding the
computer sweet spot! I go into the
garage, open the door, get in the
driver’s side of my car. And wham!
The speedometer and gauges are clear
as can be. I stretch out my hand. Got
it. I get out of the car, run back inside,
and put the computer screen at the
same distance. But not the same; can’t
find that darn sweet spot again. I can
find it fine sitting in the car starring
at the dashboard. It was gone when I
sat at the computer. Go figure! My
thoughts are everywhere but here
today. Book writing is a bummer for
me today. Maybe a cup of tea will
move me to type at light speed even
if I haven’t adjusted to these glasses
yet. One more time out to the garage.
Speedometer, buttons, all of that
stuff is clear. Back inside. PC screen is
at arm’s length (give or take). So-so.
Maybe my eyes are tired and need a
break. Reading check. Excellent!
Cup of tea and a book will do nicely.
Poet, Writer, US Army (Retired)
I dreamed of writing when I was a youngster. The love of books and writing may have helped to dull the pain of severe sexual abuse as I was sexually abused by two men at my father’s place of work from age 8 to 12 or so. I learned about this for the first time when I was 50 years old. So, as a boy, reading was the only place I had to go to. My fantasy world was better and safer than my real world. I loved reading and writing.
Reading books and writing poetry are a joy to me still and are an important part of my life. (See my About Me page on my blog for the complete profile.)