13th of the Month

This day is a special day for some, and a very unique day for me. Years ago this day would be an unlucky day, but in my case it would be a very fortunate day. For some unique reason, this day, the 13th day of the month good things would happen to me. Especially, Friday the 13th which falls occassionally in the year. Well, it's been a while since I've taken noticed of it. It was a nice, cool and beautiful day today. It had rained all weekend, but not today, it was clear and sunny. Finished all my Christmas shopping and looking forward to Christmas this year. Something I haven't done in quite some years.

Holy Days

Wow! It's almost March. On the first,it will be my 26th anniversary working for the same company. I never intended to stay on so long. I never imagine myself working like a slave. I always saw myself doing my thing. My own thing. Days have gone by, weeks have gone by, weekends have gone by, months have gone by, years have gone by, but more than anything, holidays have gone by. In the past, they meant something to me. Now, they're just days gone by. New Year's are the most sobering days for me because I refuse to get drunk like the fools I spend them with. Birthdays are a stressful time because it's a reminder of the bullshit I got myself into. Father's Day? Ha! Whata joke! A father of two and a Daddy to none. Memorial Day, Fourth of July and Labor Day were holidays I looked forward to because I would get to cook with pleasure. Now, I cook to give pleasure. I drink, to sleep. I smoke, to be stress free. I live moment to moment. I don't make plans, because there's always something to disrupt them. I live moment to moment. Hour to hour. Day to day. Seize the moment. How time flies when you don't pay attention, when you don't look forward to the future. Only worry about the present and what's in your presence. Enjoy what you have in front of you. The beautiful sunrise with birds praising the new day. The stillness of the wind. The caress of the sun. The lick of the rain. The coziness of the cold. The soothness of the night. The reassurance of the moonlight. This is what I look forward to. This is what I enjoy. This is what I live for. The reality of the life. Life in the intangible. Connecting myself to what has existed for milleniums. Days come and go. But time is of the essence.