FLIGHTS FROM THE PAST
17 July 1998
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A Thought for Today
Virtue is hard, vice is easy. Somewhere between isn't good
BUILDING A BARN
I am a squatter. The familiar seems to offer more contentment than the not tried out. This from a long time wanderer who spent his early life rootless, spread about the landscape of the country, not collected or being collected. Having no true home I became adept at conjuring, carrying what I wanted or supposed was home from place to place. Inside of me a knapsack, a bedroll on the outside. When was it I grew up or changed and began to build a nest? If the first half of life is spent acquiring
possessions, the second getting rid of them, I started on both journeys late. I am letting go of nothing. In my head and in my heart I am building a barn. Big, maybe painted red, maybe not, but big...
large enough to hold my lifetime. I don't want to shed anything or assign even one of those big boxes of what would be junk to anybody else but me, to a dumpster or a landfill. I'll build it. I will.. It's the last big dream [until the next one] and I'll make it happen. A barn. Imagine. Three stories high with shelves from floor to ceiling to store all my music stuff, my memories stuff, my Macs, my maybes and my maybe nots. A loft to sleep in if I want to, a bridge from the house for the cats to come and go [they'll never leave it, nor will I]. I'll dial the world from my Mac, won't need many groceries if the bar's well stocked. A dream? Why not? I'm not asking for a castle, only a barn.
from a journal, first
published in Flight Plan 1998.
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