Days. They are ours. And we only get so many of them. And the last one, is it written, recorded somewhere? In a book? Carved in a tree, or a rock? The last day? Or is that still to be written?
We have these days. Horrid ones. Middling ones. Good ones. And every variation of those tones. The horrid ones would be when something terrible, something irreversible happens. Think death, or disfigurement. Or dreams gone up in smoke.
Middling ones. They are deceptive. Lots of days go by where it seems nothing of import happens. But that can't be true. There is life and death every moment. But there are those days when nothing in particular touches or holds you. You are getting thru. Going through the motions. These days count. They are just as valuable as any other day. But they pile up and sort of pass by.
And then you have a good one. A really good day. How do they happen? An expansive feeling of well-being. Well-rested. A good meal. No cares or worries. Even chores seem fun and exciting. Somehow all the black clouds of existence sort of vanish in the light of the sun. You are engaged. Happy. You take your hands off the wheel. And are sort of carried along in the rush and flutter of life.
Yesterday was a really good day. Just wanted to mark it!
UPDATE: I re-read this post and I thought, "Sunny Jimmy, why can't you be more specific? Why was it such a good day?"
1. Well, I was well-rested. And it was a Saturday, and it was "clean-up time" in our household, which means rags, mops, elbow grease. Now this can be a chore or just a mindless responsibility, or it can be a Zen-like pleasure. It was Zen. Very Zen. Doing simple tasks as well as you can. Polish the chrome and porcelain and take satisfaction in a clean counter.
2. "Clean-Up Time," reminded me of John Lennon and Yoko Ono's great record "Double Fantasy." Just one of the all-time great albums. Stands up to anything. I used to skip the Yoko songs and now they blow me away. This is perfect Saturday morning chore music! Swept Away while sweeping away!
3. We had a phenomenal meal at Joy Yee Noodle. I had the Black Mushroom with Chow Funn noodles. Unbelievably good and satisfying.
4. We had a short kitchen session rehearsal and went over cover songs for our show next weekend. Everything sounded really good to my ears!
5. We went to a really cool play by Theater Oobleck. It's about William Blake, or at least Blake is the jumping off point. And it jumps off wonderfully. Another great piece from Mickle Maher.
6. Bedtime! That was a good day. Hit the pillow and out!
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