Like a thief in the night
The wind goes where it pleases;
You can hear its sound
but do not know where it comes from or where it is going
[John 3:8]
As I'm getting ready for my big business/pleasure trip to Michigan, it's forced me to take stock of where I am now. While I've been in Oregon I've been able to just focus on that: building my new world, raising kids, loving Jen, and generally living life. Planning my non-work-hours for visits and packing has made me think about all sorts of things that aren't really a part of my life anymore. Friends I don't get to see, places I don't get to go.
I'm going to have dinner at Cafe Havana. I'm going to my fraternity house in Flint. Going to get coffee at the Starbucks where a girl I know works, the one that's hit me VERY VERY hard in the head (at the dojo). Going to make the late-night drive back from Lansing after visiting my best friend for hours on end. Going to deliver a late Christmas present to someone who desperately needs a hug. Going to throw away a lot of things I thought I wanted to keep. Going to bring back a few things I forgot I had.
Like a thief in the night, I'll quietly run around stealing hugs from all I can, leaving no trace. Mostly, though, I'm just going to feel out of place. Michigan's cold and big and lonely. I won't be there long enough to really enjoy it, but I'll be there too long away from my life and loves.
But I'll be home again soon. Jiggity-jig.
You can hear its sound
but do not know where it comes from or where it is going
[John 3:8]
As I'm getting ready for my big business/pleasure trip to Michigan, it's forced me to take stock of where I am now. While I've been in Oregon I've been able to just focus on that: building my new world, raising kids, loving Jen, and generally living life. Planning my non-work-hours for visits and packing has made me think about all sorts of things that aren't really a part of my life anymore. Friends I don't get to see, places I don't get to go.
I'm going to have dinner at Cafe Havana. I'm going to my fraternity house in Flint. Going to get coffee at the Starbucks where a girl I know works, the one that's hit me VERY VERY hard in the head (at the dojo). Going to make the late-night drive back from Lansing after visiting my best friend for hours on end. Going to deliver a late Christmas present to someone who desperately needs a hug. Going to throw away a lot of things I thought I wanted to keep. Going to bring back a few things I forgot I had.
Like a thief in the night, I'll quietly run around stealing hugs from all I can, leaving no trace. Mostly, though, I'm just going to feel out of place. Michigan's cold and big and lonely. I won't be there long enough to really enjoy it, but I'll be there too long away from my life and loves.
But I'll be home again soon. Jiggity-jig.