I can't sleep. I heard this quote today on television, just after I finished eating dinner: "Insomnia is a cruel mistress." Ain't that the truth. I don't have much to say, so I'll leave you with this...
Not too long ago I found myself riding in a car along with Nate, Katie, and Junior. Nate was driving his Explorer with his chair leaned back as far as it would go. Junior rode shotgun with his arm resting on the open window. Katie smiled next to me in the backseat. It was her birthday, so she was happy. The windows were down, it was late at night, the wind blew in my face as Nate pushed his truck up close to 85 miles per hour along the highways of Columbus. “Razor” by the Foo Fighters blasted through the radio, the amplified bass accentuating the sounds of the passing road. We were on the way to meet Abbie and Mechele at a bar in Grandview. We would have fun when we got there. But for that moment, each of us sat with the wind in our faces, sticking out hands outside, trying to catch the last bit of summer before it slowly slipped away. Nobody said anything, and the moment passed almost before it had started. But it was a good moment. And I hope to remember it. For a while at least.
The Me
- The Sasquatch
- Columbus, Ohio, United States
- I'm a bald man with bad eyesight. I'm 5'11" and I eat chili with reckless abandon. I'm a Cincinnati Reds fan and lover of literature. I once tackled a midget. I work with computers but my computer rarely works. My ears ring, my feet hurt, and most popular music will make my toenails curl if the weather is right. I am hopeless when it comes to understanding women or economics or why the sky is blue instead of some other color. I enjoy the smell of freshly cut grass and the sound of rain in the forest. I believe in God, but I sometimes wonder whether He believes in me. I watch television on Wednesdays and I listen to the radio when I'm in my car. My baseball coach used to tell me that I ran so slow he had to time me with a calendar and my band director once said I could be a professional cornet player if only I'd practice. I am madly in love with my wife and she is madly in love with the original CSI. I wake up each morning with a smile on my face because, even if it's cold and grey and rainy and dreary, the first thing I see in the morning is her face, and it is the most beautiful site in the world; especially after I put on my glasses.
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