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johno_1960My father was born 103 years ago. I’m glad he’s not alive to see the world today, although I don’t believe he would have a problem adjusting to it. I liked my father, and he liked me. He had his ideas, and I had mine.
Watched a series my wife had started called WORKING WOMEN. It’s a Canadian show, about the travails of women returning to work after maternity leave. She related, because she did that with our second born. I related because I was not a bystander in that process. I like women’s stories, and I liked this series. I like it when characters are unlikable, as well as likable. They seem real, and human that way. I watched the last
4 shows of the 7th season, which evidently was the finale. We then went back and watched the pilot, and the second episode of the first season. They are brisk, 22 minute shows, which suits my doom scrolling ravaged attention span well. Might find my way through it all.
I dreamt about the homestead I spent my adolescence in, Sutherlin Oregon, plat b road. Before it was set on fire by the Fair Oaks Fire District (all volunteer) as a training exercise. The Aussie Colonel that Dad sold the land to was going to build a grand retirement house contracted them to do a controlled fire. In my dream I knew that was going to happen, but my sister was there doing some project with concrete walkways, and I kind of thought that she was there to dig them up, but she was there to complete the job.
I feel that the universe is calling me back, to retrace my steps, to put things in order.
I hope that I can do that.
Watched a series my wife had started called WORKING WOMEN. It’s a Canadian show, about the travails of women returning to work after maternity leave. She related, because she did that with our second born. I related because I was not a bystander in that process. I like women’s stories, and I liked this series. I like it when characters are unlikable, as well as likable. They seem real, and human that way. I watched the last
4 shows of the 7th season, which evidently was the finale. We then went back and watched the pilot, and the second episode of the first season. They are brisk, 22 minute shows, which suits my doom scrolling ravaged attention span well. Might find my way through it all.
I dreamt about the homestead I spent my adolescence in, Sutherlin Oregon, plat b road. Before it was set on fire by the Fair Oaks Fire District (all volunteer) as a training exercise. The Aussie Colonel that Dad sold the land to was going to build a grand retirement house contracted them to do a controlled fire. In my dream I knew that was going to happen, but my sister was there doing some project with concrete walkways, and I kind of thought that she was there to dig them up, but she was there to complete the job.
I feel that the universe is calling me back, to retrace my steps, to put things in order.
I hope that I can do that.