Well, I see it has been a week since my last post. Regular readers have probably discerned that I must be in one of my moods. Yeah, I’m in a funk but don’t worry, I’m not going to go there. Much.
Let’s just say that I continue to struggle with the emptiness that is my life. I won’t allow anyone to fill that void with love (and yes, the opportunity has presented itself) and so I have to fight to keep the sadness at bay. Some days are worse than others in that regard, but I know I’ve been blessed in so many ways that I don’t let myself sink too deeply into despair and self-pity. I have the power to change my life but for whatever reason I seem incapable of doing so. So far at least.
Okay, enough of that! I continue with my WWBD (work, walk, bike, drink) lifestyle. Work is work but it at least provides some purpose. Walking gives me lots of time to think, but that’s not always a good thing. Biking is something to fill some weekend daytime hours. And lately, drinking is what I do best. Every fucking night of the week (but only to excess on the weekend). But hey, it’s what passes as my social life.
Well, I’m a bar stool genius – I can solve the world’s problems
Without even trying
I have dozens of friends and the fun never ends
That is, as long as I’m buying
Who knew I’d be living the lyrics to an old Styx song?
Hey don’t go! I’ve got pictures!
See, I can still find something to smile about. This was posted above the urinal in an SK gas station I visited on one of my weekend walks…
So near and yet so far. On this side of the fence is where I work, on the other…freedom! Well, I’ve postponed my imminent retirement date. I’ve already announced to my staff that I’ll be gone no later than May. Sooner if need be.
So, I get this weird email from a stranger asking me if I knew how to contact the owner of this beached boat. A victim of Hurricane Irma. I spent the night with my old high schools friends on the Second Chance for New Year’s 2012. When I asked the emailer how she found me she said a Google search turned up this blog post. Interesting. I’ve lost touch with Rod and Patty but I’m not sure it’s the same boat anyway.
And the seasons they go round and round. I watched the rice being planted when I arrived down here. And now I’m watching the harvest.
My trusty river rider parked at the only restrooms you’ll find for over an hour in either direction…
On Saturday I rode to the end of the trail on one side of the river…
And on Sunday my way was blocked by this collapsed bridge which had been under construction. That’s only one section, the whole damn thing came down.
But at least there were flowers to enjoy along the way.
It seems I keep missing this delivery truck when he comes by my place…
I took a trip out to Osan AFB to do some shopping. And that meant rewarding myself with some Arby’s. The French Dip was outstanding!
There’s no Namsan to walk around here, but I make do…
The weather has cooled off to where I can almost walk in comfort…
So many choices in life. Maybe one day I will make the right one…
A park…
And another park.
The path less traveled. But I took it anyway.
Death always looms large, but I just walked on by.
A juxtaposition. Gawd, I’ve been wanting to find an excuse to use that word!
And then it was “back” home. Ahem.
Been keeping the grill fired up…
And I was even on TV! CCTV, but still…
That’s how I look on a drunken Saturday night. Kinda crazed, don’t you think?
It’s not the life I chose nor the life I wanted, but it is most assuredly the life I have. And I can live with that.
Peace out!
One morning I woke up and I knew you were really gone
A new day, a new way, and new eyes to see the dawn
Go your way, I’ll go mine and carry on
Lots of green, manicured spaces where you are. I envy you.
Yeah, it has its advantages. Often miss the concrete that is Seoul but I expect if I was there I might be missing the countryside too.
You know you’ve been around the Army a while when you start coming up with your own acronyms, (WWBD). With regard to loneliness, just remember there are many people in relationships who are lonely too. The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. No matter the side you are on. And finally my friend ,i’ll leave you with this verse from rocker Billy Idol’s song, “Dancing with Myself”:
“So lets sink another drink
Cause it’ll give me time to think
If i had the chance I’d ask the world to dance
And I’ll be dancing with myself”
Peace out!
Thanks, Soju. Yes, the are far worse things than being lonely. I’m just “stuck” right now, but I wiggle my way out….
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