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The wife left me at 5am on Sunday. It's only been 3 days. but being alone with 5 little kids for even 1 day is a lot. (lets not forget I'm in the throes of pmdd week too. ugh) I refer back to "The Jerk"
The first day felt like a week, the second day felt like 5 days, the third day just felt like a day but the fourth day felt like 3 days. ha ha ha love that movie.
Any ways. I'm driving home from Syd's appointment. One I had scheduled late (5:30pm) to accommodate J's work schedule. well that didn't work out, bastard son of a bitch scheduling a month in advance....what was I thinking. :)
I had been trying to keep 4 little wound up boys whose attention spans vary radically....entertained for an hour.
Just getting in and out of the van can be exhausting. They immediately take off and start fighting over who is going to push the handicap button....because they can't all push it. OR CAN THEY. and we have to wait for the doors to close completely before the next person who feels scorned gets his turn....problem is, 2 out of the 5 ran inside the building, one went down the hall and the other stood and waited for the doors to close so that he could push the handicap button again riiiiight before the scorned kid on the outside was able to push it. so Now these two are fighting and again waiting for the doors which take like 3 1/2 minutes to close, to push it again. The last kid who stayed outside heads for the parking lot and I still have no idea which door the one that ran down the hall went in.
FUH !
So by the time everyone was back in their seat belts and I was back on the road heading home....all I wanted to do was to push the ear plugs to my mp3 player so far in to my head that no sound could escape in or out.
It was all beautiful again. and then Galileo by the indigo girls comes on. I am IMMEDIATELY transported back to my early 20's. I'm camping with good friends, tan from head to toe, wearing short shorts and a tank top, holding a beer in one hand, a hat on my head and kicking some hacky.
I'm sure everyone has their "time" of their life when they were so blissfully self absorbed without a care in the world.
Being gay during this time ROCKED.
Nothing like having some fantastic women around to spend these times with. Just the girls.
And I did, too. Had the BEST group of people around me all of the time.
We all drifted. Not too far a part. I still get a glimpse of them now and then. A lot of us have kids.
As the song came to a close, I was still feeling the heat from the sun through my chest remembering the "good ol days" and I looked in my rear view mirror at my sweet kids. quietly listening to Rhinoceros Tap, looking out their respective windows. I didn't wish to be free from all responsibility. I didn't regret the decisions that got me there. I just smiled the biggest smile, because they WERE good ol days....and I had them.
and now, because I know you want to sing it.....
How long til my soul gets it right
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light
I call on the resting soul of Galileo
King of night vision, king of insight.