Ah, June… Summer is at our doorstep, the days are (almost all of them) seeming to get a little bit longer, and for the second year in a row I am partaking in my daily blogging exercise, marginally focused along a theme I’ve simply called Those 30 posts in June. No planning. No writing stuff days ahead. Just this: each day a meanderingly vague prompt drives a meanderingly vague post… and today that post just happens to be:
June 6th // Something You Have Forgotten
… one day a couple weeks ago when I walked out of the house left my wallet on the counter, sending me back to pick it up, and rendering me half an hour late for work.
… to water the flowers in the back corner. Fortunately we got rain. Whew!
… what it used to be like to live in a noisy little apartment in a city far away from nearly everyone I knew. My bachelor year in Vancouver is like a mist-filled distant memory that I can just barely recall by reading old posts on this blog and thinking “oh yeah…”
… to call my dear Grandmother on her ninety-first birthday and wish her a happy day. Tsk-tsk!
… the grueling pain and ceaseless fatigue associated with training to run a half-marathon, the grumble of my muscles and ache of my feet as I crumble into bed each night never once with even the slightest glimmer of insomnia.
… to keep in touch with a few people I should have kept in touch with.
… that sense of vague whimpering dispondency that rose up in my head for a while there between jobs, mostly while wandering the city unemployed, but now seems to have faded into comfortable bit of motivational anecdote reminding me to be grateful for the good moments I experience now.
… to start that abdominal workout program I downloaded on my phone but have yet to launch.
… the good times I used to have at my past job with some good people, those memories too often clouded by the frustrations that surrounded how things ended.
… to wear proper summery clothing for the staff barbecue earlier today.