Complete Control-The Clash

Originally uploaded by anideg.

On a day where the traffic seems to deny my swift arrival home...upon reaching my destination, I grab the last cold Grolsch Amber Ale out of the icebox and desperately seek refuge in the yard...under the gazebo, covered with the late afternoon shade of whispering willows and tall golden oaks. T's pool, which once was bathed in sunlight this past June and July, also finds relief with an early setting sun, waiting for the leaves to be cleaned from atop the solar cover so that the protective winter shield can be placed over it's top, for a long winter's rest.

I feel the need for a rest coming on as well. I shall consume this beer and a few cigs....looking forward to a nap with soft music in the background.

This day was filled with needy children. Some of which I question attributes of laziness or just plain confusion. I consult with a few in the hallway...explaining that I cuold either be very upset with their lack of motivation, or be a compassionate soul with the realization that they just need some extra help with understanding the material. "Please wear your deoderant on Wednesday." I announce. "Hand raising is required if one needs assistance...full arm...up in the air....no excuses!"

Still, after questioning my reasons for being in this concrete building, I am approached with some kind words. To my understanding, my name is being used, in circles of praise....and that is all I need to stop this insane questioning of purpose. Stop riding the fence and searching in directions of validation. All I needed to hear was some kind words from adults today!!!!!