clicks and ticks in Captured thoughts

  • May 8, 2019, 8:55 a.m.
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I put the book down for a week and now I don’t know who anyone is. It is a story about robbery and revenge but it could be a story about government. All the characters are grifters and cheaters and idiots.

At one end of my street the city dug up the road. It must have something to do with the sewer system. On the other end of the road, a moving truck is blocking most of the road. It backed up across the front lawn so it could unload straight onto the porch and into the house. I have a new neighbour. A fireman and a civil servant. They have a dog.

The phone rang this morning before 9am. I don’t answer the phone much but never before 9am. It was a guy I used to know who thinks we are friends. I like him ok, but we’ve never been friends. I bought a house from him 15 years ago, so maybe he’s still basking in the glow of a 1957 bungalow sale.


When I was a new rodeo clown, those many years ago, I remember a sales trainer telling me (us) that we should choose one day every week not to work. Being young and eager to succeed in this business, I naturally ignored that advice. I’m sorry now that I did. Not because of some grand revelation, not because I burned out and gave up. Not because I became exceedingly successful and now I am smugly pontificating. I think it is good advice because when you stop and then start again, you see things a little differently. What seems like a crisis is often not even an emergency, often it is not that important at all. Also, your mind is always working and sometimes by stepping away from a problem, the answer s obvious when you return.

Anecdotes are the way we navigate the world.

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