December 31, 2005

  • I’m ending the year much in the same manner I spent quite a bit of it.


     


    Any guesses?


     


    Sleeping?


     


    Watching TV?


     


    Making love to irrepressible women?


     


    Naw.  I’ve just finished a 5 mile Dreamland cemetery run and it’s just about sunset.  All the snow of pre-Christmas has melted (it’s in the mid-30s) and I’m now perched on the ground upon a bed of fallen pine needles beneath a giant pine and I’m drinking  a beer.  But there’s a difference.  Instead of the ordinary and cheap Beast beer that I drank all summer, I’m treating myself to a Singha (“The Original Thai Beer”) and it’s very, very good.  Better yet, it (and another bottle) was part of a holiday gift from a new, most endearing friend and so is cherished even more in this moment of post-run solitude.


     


    Solitude : contemplating a seemingly so distant Sol at solset.


     


    Tomorrow?  Shine and rise.  Rise to drink that other Singha.


     


    -originally posted on Friday night

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