An absolute Robert Frost type of morning.
Was awakened by a very welcome phone call this morning. Made me
feel all warm inside, which was nice contrasted to the fresh blanket of
snow provided late last night. Spent most of the remainder of the
morning watching Magnum Force, a Dirty Harry flick for those that don’t
I decided to feel the cold air against my face, so I packed my pipe
with some Black Cherry blend and headed out. When I got off the
elevator, the lobby was filled with Sorostitutes to be waiting to be
picked up for the next round of Panhellenic Ladies Recruitment, which
is a joke to me, because here you have these girls dressed in short
skirts and cockail strap open toed stilletos in 32 degree
weather. What’s more, these poor beasts have to walk from house
to house in the snow just to find acceptance in their poor miserable
I saw a few eye me as I walked out in my pajama pants and
slippers. Once outside the cold air rushed my face, but wasn’t
nearly as harsh as I expected, which was nice. I lit my pipe and
relaxed against the wall.
I swear there is little more relaxing than to take pulls off a sweet
tobacco blend as you just sit and watch people. My thoughts
weren’t really there, nothing weighing on my mind and I did nothing but
leaned back and smoked. I marvelled at the perfect mixture of
grey and white, feeling the tiny sprinkles of snow fall around
me. It’s times like that that I would have no problem just
getting up and walking. I think I should do that some time, just
gear up, get a walking stick and some extra tobacco, and go spend an
afternoon in one of the various forests that surround
Bloomington. Nothin’ fancy or lengthy, just a quiet afternoon
just to myself, and not lazing away in the bed like some invalid.
I really do wonder if people take the time to notice their surroundings
anymore. Just to stop and smell those proverbial roses. Have we
become too slavish to our surroundings and lifestyles?
Do we put too much stock in people simply because we are missing
something within ourselves? Is it still possible to just stop,
shut up, and observe the world around you for what it is?
My legs were getting a little cold, so I dottled my pipe and stamped
the ashes to save the rest of the bowl, then I headed back in.
Can’t really say what I’ll so with the rest of this snowy afternoon,
but I am fairly sure I won’t be doing much. Life as I know it
begins anew tomorrow, and I think I will just have this day for myself,
as it should be.
Try to enjoy these days, because let me tell you, you won’t get many of them…