Being Alone…

November 26, 2017

In body or spirit

Moving through days 

Reaching out to touch and see 

Hoping for something that resonates 

Being out of me for a moment

Then…again alone 

To seek solace in silence

Or pain from loneliness 

Another day leaves

There is a tomorrow

And I will go once more to search


I make myself promises…

November 25, 2017

Should I get cancer, you’ll never know

To go away when I have a way out

To not be there like I’ve  always been 

Live my own life in the same household…separately

Love less, live more

Care less, be carefree

Then I stop writing ,

Resuming my life

copyright November 2017 / R. Webb

While thinking on this (guess what I am!) it crossed my mind that I know a few people who are “quiet”, but not in a deep thinking sort of way. Most things are superfluous and silly that proceed out of their speech. Just because someone doesn’t speak often doesn’t make them deep thinkers or wise. It may mean they have no interest in subject(s), know very little about them, or do not know “how” to communicate effectively. The persons I speak of have limited ability to speak not in physical nor mental, but rather in depth. They are not interested in things that are considered “deep”, with the exception of one person, but even that one subject is short as they do not appear to be interested enough to make a lifestyle of said subject. 

Just thoughts…my introverted thoughts…

The Story Of My Life…

November 14, 2017

A mismatch.

Friday night…

November 10, 2017

These days I watch a little TV, sleep a bit in my recliner, watch some more, then mosey off to bed. Once there, I may read, write, or draw. Sometimes I go straight to sleep. There are times I wake up at 4 a.m.  and start my day.  Each morning I drink a cup of coffee with a pour of half and half.  I purchased an honest-to-goodness one pound bottle of local honey and two daily spoons  have rendered  less allergy symptoms. Fixing lunch and snacks for work most days keeps me from spending time and money in convenience stores. Daily things don’t seem important until they are no more. Ask someone who can no longer make their own coffee, their bed, dress themselves…sleep or get up when they choose. Sometimes I  make the statement that normal is good. Nothing exciting, nothing unusual…just normal. There is a lot to be said for regular old life.

Working / Life…

November 9, 2017

The title slash is my personal reminder that they are best kept separate. While parts of each spill over in feelings, thoughts, and actions, ultimately it is up to me to make sure the two do not cross the line. 

Each day I watch and listen to those who have allowed the mingling, reflecting as tiredness, anxiety, and a short fuse.

I do not own part of the company. As an hourly employee my job is to  fulfil tasks I was hired to do. Each workday I perform in a steady accurate manner. Breaks and a quick bite to eat are usually under an hour per day for my  forty plus week. Interestingly, those who fritter away time with talking, smoke breaks, and whatever-else strikes-their-fancy, appear to do just as well as me. Some barely meet their forty hours and quickly leave when their  quitting time rolls around. Then there are the martyrs, who work ridiculous hours on a regular basis…regular hourly folks…those who have no ownership. Sometimes they seem to have an attitude of, ” I’m a great person/better than you, because I work such long hours.” …Bubble bust: you aren’t. You just have a bigger paycheck and more stress.

 Yes, I’m sounding cynical because I understand that the company appreciates your working all the hours…right up until the time you do something and you are no longer there. Whether through quitting, firing, retirement, or death, the company goes on. All those hours are just numbers to them. They hold no sentiment within the pages of your Human Resource File. 

Remember this when  logging in hours that stress you, take away family time, and damage your health. 

Work is good and necessary, but remember to put the slash between work and life. It will keep you better balanced all the way around. 

P.S. My upcoming “work project” is to mimic the casualness of my co-workers who seem to fare well in the above. Smoking, however, will not be part of the project!😉

No one ever cares…

November 8, 2017

about your business as much as you do. Personal? Business? Social? Spiritual? No matter what it is, you will carry a special place in your own life that no one else can share. People can care and participate, but you alone know your own joy, sadness, excitement, love, hatred, and whatever other feelings you feel within your own mind. 

Perhaps this is why so many things are just not as dear anymore. People try to feign others’ feelings and join in without the ability to succeed. The elaborate birthday parties, giveaways, endless charity drives, walks, protests, rallies, riots, etc. are nothing more than props, that end up never being able to really bring the peace that they intend,  never quite measuring up when all the festivities have subsided. 

Maybe it’s time to stop “caring” so much through actions of grandeur, after all, life is a daily thing and consistency on an everyday basis, even in small gestures can eventually yield great dividends. 

Lost Art Of Speaking…

November 7, 2017

This is an age of no patience. People cut others off in conversation. Worse, those who still try to maintain politeness by listening, are drowned out from the ones who loudly proclaim their stance on issues being discussed. Ever felt you didn’t matter in a conversation? It happens to a lot of us. Couple it with a soft voice and you are guaranteed to experience this first hand.  This is why I mostly listen.

 I learn about those who run the conversations . I learn their weaknesses,  their desires, the strengths they may have… everything they speak reveals something.

Listening can strengthen you, giving insight for future dealings with them. 

When the time is right , your point can be made. 

Always bear in mind,

“Empty vessels ring the loudest.”