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Week Three: I Started Talking Again, To God

February 29, 2016 • By

I talk to myself a lot. Like you, right? These days more than ever. Why? Could be my imagination, but I think my friends have stopped talking to me.

I arrived at work this morning and walked into the mail room (where the coffee pot sits). Keeping with decades of tradition, my pre nine o’clock class friends had gathered.

clock at eight fiftyHearing me step inside, the room went silent. It was as if they’d been electrocuted. Eyebrows lifted, they stared. I struggled to reach my mailbox and wondered had I shrunk another inch.

I left wearing a flat grin and reminded myself how much easier it is to smile after eating a snickers bar. I echoed down the hall to my office wishing I had worn shoes with rubber soles. Safe at my desk I wondered what had been said about me over communal java back there. Time for class. I silenced my phone and noticed a text alert. It was Deb.There was my answer.

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Ready, Set, Snap

February 23, 2016 • By

Week two update….

I find myself thinking about how I am thinking these days. It borders on meditation.

I walked into a classroom filling up with semi-conscious college coeds and stacked my notes on the lectern. Words carefully typed. My eyes jumped from letter to letter unable to focus on any arranged set. I tried to put two thoughts together from memory. And failed.

The quiet in the room disturbed me. I looked across rows of long tables and my thoughts landed in the good old days. Classes began with shushings of jitter-juiced twenty-somethings. Today all that chatting happens on cell phones without eye contact, without sound. The collection of tall cups dotting tabletops was reassuring. Coffee prevails, even in this digitized cohort.

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Day Five And Loading Up

February 17, 2016 • By

Day Five and Beyond: I run out of fingers at ten.

How many days in Lent? Forty? Sixty? Memory of Baltimore Catechism faded gray to mirror the sky. I dug out a calendar given away by a farm supply store before Christmas.

With my index finger on Ash Wednesday I started. There are 46 boxes until Easter. If I sacrificed through every Sunday it would be longer than the 40 days doctrine required. There must be a bonus in that. Plus, if coffee, sweets, and alcohol were consumed on Sundays, there wouldn’t be enough days in between to recover. I know myself well.