Dreaming on a Friday morning

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Live hard, love deep and dream big.  That was the advice I received in a fortune cookie while eating my way through Nashville over the Easter weekend.

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I stuffed it in my pocket and for some reason it keeps turning up – like when I reach in the pocket for my phone, the fortune falls on the floor.  So I taped it  to my refrigerator door which is where my house gets the greatest traffic.

I’ve lived pretty hard and never took very good care of myself – pigging out on chocolate and red wine – sometimes together.  I’ve also loved deeply – being one of those testy folks who either loves or hates everything – no gray areas for this boomer.

The dream thing is what is catching in my craw. My dreams have changed so drastically in the past few months, but I’m not sure I noticed or adjusted my life to reach those revised dreams.

Suddenly, I crave peace, quiet and simplicity rather than non-stop excitement with which I tried to cram my days since college.   I still want to hike the Appalachian Trail and shoot the rapids at Hell’s Canyon, but the comfort of my easy chair and a good book is what I look forward to most.  I guess I’ve grown a little boring, but stress is no where in the picture and my friendships have grown deeper and my desires more basic.

Speaking of books, I just finished a delicious novel by West Point resident Bobby Cole.  It is a thriller with lots of twists and turns that kept me up late last night to see how it ended.  This is Bobby’s second effort – the first was “The Dummy Line.”  Both are excellent and I’m wondering why I can’t come up with a plot to write a mystery novel.   That may be one of my remaining dreams that just seems like too much trouble.

One thought on “Dreaming on a Friday morning

  1. WRITE THE CLAY CO. BOOK——AND YES–FRIENDSHIPS AND FAMILY—AND TRUST IN GOD—THAT IS THE “IT” THAT ALL SEARCH FOR—SO SIMPLE–BUT–MOST JUST DON’T GET “IT”….LOVE YA……….

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