Saturday, January 23, 2010

Winter Wilderness

As the clamour of Christmas finally subsides and we approach the last week in January, we mechanically enter the Winter Wilderness, that uninhabited wasteland of nothingness. The surreal nature of the void is for me compounded by the effects of over-the-counter cough syrup which I have no doubt contains enough "medicine" to seriously distort one's mental equilibrium, contributing in no small part to midnight dreams of the most bizarre nature.

Friday, January 22, 2010

Early Morning Luxury

It is an early morning luxury to want to get out of bed before the alarm clock sounds (normally at 6:00 a.m., heralded by the crashing sounds of CBC trying to cater to the younger generation), and then lounge about in pyjamas and bath robe in one's study, checking email and bank accounts, and sipping strong, black coffee, particularly during the week when the office holds nothing foreboding on the agenda which might otherwise contaminate such frivolity and carefree abandon. So often my withering body is crushed into the goose feathers by the mere thought of the ominous things which await me (regrettably a destiny which I fear will never evaporate as long as I am compelled to ply my trade for a living). Nonetheless I was animated in my endeavours this morning by the awakening reflections upon several of my Clients (not all charitable thoughts I might add). You see, there's the conundrum - I want to escape the preoccupation, but on the other hand it lights the fires under my feet. Some would be so generous as to suggest that employment gives one "purpose" in life, in fact a reason to get out of bed in the morning, though I'm more inclined to agree with the prosaic comment of Albert Camus' char that, aside from pondering the existential meaning of life, it would be a good idea to do something to pay the rent.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Year End

I believe this is the first time in the New Year that I have had either the opportunity or the inclination to write anything. The first eleven days of 2010 were royally consumed by our jaunt to Boca Raton, Florida where we paraded ourselves (almost painfully at the end) as hedonists of resorts, restaurants and spas. Not unexpectedly, and as so often happens when one tears oneself from homey comforts, we were just as happy to leave and get back to our routine.