When you get older, you’re learn that it’s not always the best to have several sticks in the fire. Instead, remove a few and just focus on the rest that are still there.
-Wise Old Man-
I woke up this morning with Ny-Quil and this title stuck in my head. Half an hour later I made it out of bed, and actually started the day.
It’s been a while since I’ve actually given some ‘length’ to a post, and a deeper, more described identity to the life that I’m currently surrounded by. So, with drugs in hand, and a cat annoying me from behind…let us begin… Continue reading →
Come Ye Sinners has quite literally been in my head since I woke up this morning. I mean it’s stuck in there.
Fernando Ortega and his album Storm has been an album that I’ve listened to for years. It was the music that put me to sleep in the hotel in Colorado, condo in Branson, pool table in the Ozarks, and a few times in New Orleans. Of all the music that I’ve ingested over the years; this is the album that I hold most dear for sake of soothing, repentant, and relaxing. Not to mention the irony of it being ‘old people music’ versus my average day beats.
Today I shaved a full minute off of my mile time; I’m truly feeling it right now, but it was done more from stress than determination. The idea in my head is to exert the physical stress that I bare witness to mentally.
The moment is extremely tense; my legs, while still recovering, are still trying to shake from the environment that I’m currently in. I’d love to share more, but now isn’t the time. I just keep trying to recognize myself as the worthless sinner that I am, and accept that reality. Why worry about the world around you, and all the small details, when it’s a miracle in itself that you’re even able to breathe fresh air? Perhaps I’m the only one that has those thoughts at this time at night, but it is something that keeps me awake.
I suppose all I know is that currently I’m in my own storm, and the only tranquility I’m finding is recognizing that God is my only hope, my only strength, and my only finalizing goal of life.
These were the words I received from my supervisor yesterday after work. Yesterday I was able to witness the marketing crisis of our time: no sleep and no food.
We went from 8:30 to 5:30 yesterday. Same conference room, strategizing marketing themes for the next year.
Mentally I was gone last night. Thankfully, my relief was found in the grand opening of Rock & Run Brewery, a place where the Kansas City Shock is encouraged to call home. It was a blast, a fun night, and much needed after that work load.
Currently: Heading back into Kansas City to the office. A new project awaits, and I’m much more alert.
No worries; our day wasn’t so bad that we got evicted from the apartment. Though it did come surprisingly close to that level of stress.
I made a three page outline to get through the payment schedule of my student loans; it’ll truly only be by God’s grace that this is actually accomplished [please pray for Darco and her upcoming promotion opportunity]. After having dinner with MC and Jim tonight we spent most of the evening going over what options are available for us to ensure that no loans go into default, and that I can climb out of this debt filled hole; again, pray for our future. Continue reading →