TYME
Sunday May 24, 2015
Tyme, they say, has come.
Good time.
Good times. Good memories.
One year ago I moved – my down-sizing purge was too hasty, cramming too much into too little space while ‘packing away’ so many of my dad’s things without culling, sorting, choosing – what to keep, what to say good-bye to …
Cleaning is bore chore.
Clearing out, tossing out, letting feelings out … is a different coloured work horse.
Yesterday’s office/purge cleaning out, clearing cobwebs – therapeutic, whether or not doing ‘house clean’ and ‘office clean’ in one weekend was wise choosing. Boxes, garbage bags, papers and files litter every room …
In a perfect world I would have one more room. To keep writing room and office separate – so those worlds can be separate when I want them to be.
Time, perhaps, for moving along …
Mark Kolke
column written/ published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 7C/45F, magnificent sunrise – massive ball of red burning through hazy horizon to greet a stunning empty sky … gentle breeze, perfect for golf, so Gusta got a short walk as I must dash for an early tee-off
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