Note to world – #something

Once upon a time, inspirational quotes made me want to change the world. Now I’m just trying to change my mood for the next few hours.


Note to world #9343

I was hanging around work last night. Trying to get a few things done – even when I know nothing is ever really “done”……

And the night janitor came by. He was taking a very long time to clean the whiteboard near my desk – a large whiteboard covering almost the entire wall upon which I write every few days – not work things, but all sorts of quotes to make myself think and feel and breathe. And quotes to which some people recently have started to reply – writing their own thoughts near the quotes. It’s a little quiet communal activity, my own personal version of the employee garden.

Finally, the janitor turned around to my work station – where I was one of the only people left – and told me that he looks forward to reading the quotes every evening. He told me that sometimes he even writes them down so he can share them with his wife and children. He said it was inspirational to read them. He wondered if I knew who put them there.

I was so pleased to tell him it was me and I thanked him for his gratitude.

Honestly, I haven’t felt this good about words in a very long time.

Note to world #4993

From the start, it was an odd sort of day.

It was a foggy, rainy, white-knuckle three hour commute to work.

And it was clearly going to be a one muffin, 5 cups of coffee sort of day at the office, too.

And those were just the numbers…..

Note to world #7754

It was a particularly lazy Sunday.

In fact – that day – the closest she would come to cooking would be when she made a cup of coffee using her nespresso machine.

Three times.

In a row.

And once again after a sluggish afternoon nap.

Note to world #4438

She impulsively bought a new shampoo called VERB – because well, she was a word person and what better product ? and also she wanted to imagine that maybe it would put her hair into an active state on top of her head.

Note to world #8342

I’ve been experimenting with grocery delivery services to save time and money. And so far, the results have been mixed.

Yesterday, for example.

It appears, in trying to buy the ingredients for homemade Mac & Cheese, I accidentally ordered something like $300 worth of cheese.

My refrigerator has become a wall of cheddar.

On the upside, I’ve now decided to modify my Easter menu so that all the dishes are cheese based and we will now be having a “Cheese-ster” dinner.

Because who really likes ham anyway ?

Life, fallen

me – inside – at work

looking at this tree,

deep kinship rising,

felled by the

quiet weight

of things,

dissected by

company machinations &

left to decompose

on the otherwise

perfect corporate

lawn – this tree,

this, me