It seems reasonable to conclude that your slumber was a self-imposed escape hatch as a desperate means to avoid implosion.
When you first open your eyes, the sky is cloudless and all seems all right with the world. You stretch out a bit--physically--and then--damnit--mentally.
It is impossible to come anywhere near specificity when a discernment of time is attempted before it happens. YOU REMEMBER.
The "woes are me" come back, with a thud. Same problems, no answers, and the merry-go-round of misery re-engages your life.
Oh, those few seconds of respite were delicious, but oh, so short. They were temporary breaks in the tensions at hand and perhaps linked to what is necessary to again face and deal with them.
More probably than not, the saga's next chapter will be another pit stop at the service station of your mind as you arise from your self-induced moments of reprieve and prepare to slay the dragon.
I miss you, judge. Hope you and Darin are healthy and happy. Happy holidays!
ReplyDeleteYou are, as always, a sweet, sweet man, my Billy Boy. Give me a call today
ReplyDeleteCould you be the Gerald Alch that was a counselor at Camp Chippewa?
ReplyDeleteI read with great interest your blog and Bio( truly one of an accomplished person I thought). But I then began to think I may have the wrong Gerald Alch as the bio made no mention of what would be a true highlight in anyone's career and certainly worthy of mention, surely not left out.....so I had to be mistaken.
Then, reading on and finding the repeated laudatory comments on Frank Sinatra....required listening for anyone within hearing of that Gerald Alch's Bunk.....well....I just have to write and inquire......could it be?.....I had occasion last week to tell a Gerald Alch story to illustrate a point. ,I mean a Gerald Alch story about THE Gerald Alch I knew......
J
GIVE ME MORE INFO SO THAT I CAN CONVERSE WITH YOU. THANKS FOR REACHING OUT.
DeleteGlad to as it is a few more pleasant steps down memory lane. Assuming you might want to know more about this writer...if you remember the Camps Directors, Dave and Harry, I am Dave's son Jay....would indeed like to trade some further words and recalls...all good..J
ReplyDeleteGlad to as it is a few more pleasant steps down memory lane. Assuming you might want to know more about this writer...if you remember the Camps Directors, Dave and Harry, I am Dave's son Jay....would indeed like to trade some further words and recalls...all good..J
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