Tuesday, December 02, 2008

"This Suffering State"


"A lot of SEEING is really HEARING, and feeling ..."

Stevie Wonder (to Oprah Winfrey), 2004

Tuesday, June 10th 2004

Have an appointment in Halifax at 3:00pm which I am going to be late for, it seems! By the looks of it, I may be as much as a whole half hour late - and for the second time ... I am so not amused, but what can I do?

Leaving home at about 2:30, I walked all the way to the bus terminal, hoping to burn some calories. Half-way there I realize that I forgot to eat something. It is a warm day and I am wearing what I call my "Star Trek bridge" synthetic top. As well, got on my thing summer jacket, starting to sweat a little (being "fat" is definitely a problem!)

Oh, it is such a lovely day. Summer seems to have arrived, finally.

Turns out I was twenty minutes late for my doctor's appointment. Three more hours and I am told he would have been gone ...!

The doc and I covered a lot of conversational ground today. Things such as: my lack of a social life and suggestions on how to rectify the situation. Nothing earth shattering though.

Back on the Halifax bus, on Barrington Street, on-route back home to MON. Thought I saw an acquaintance of an acquaintance walking the street, but he is supposed to be on vacation in Germany ...

How do I rectify this great LONELINESS in my life now? No man is an Island ... No man is an Island.

9:30pm. I am on the lonely bus home and there is an "obvious" gay brunette guy sitting across from me of the ilk I would have NEVER ever considered in my Toronto days. He is probably too young anyway. They all seem to be, these days. Desperation setting in?

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Tuesday, June 15, 2004

- Compile a book of "Everything I've Learned"

- Write myself a movie to star in! Showcase my artistic strengths

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

Day at the library. Rather nice. Got a little bit accomplished. It is 8:57pm and I am aboard the bus on route to home. By now I am tired, hungry, and a whole lot fed-up; frustrated. Why? well, no computer of my own, after all this time!!! My own fault, for true, but how long do we have to pay for our past transgressions?