Running After Myself

I suspect it’s unusual for most people to be documenting and reflecting on their experience at the same tempo of actually living it. But between decades of journal writing and 12 years of this Blog, it somehow feels important to me.

But at the moment, my life is outrunning my thoughts about it. Not only struggling to set down observations about my recent three days at the first Jazz Festival in which I’ve presented, but way behind on uploading photos from my phone to my computer and putting them into some kind of order. My e-mails are like a many-headed Hydra, two more springing up for each one I answer. And don’t even ask me about videos. Still haven’t seen the January concert I helped prepare, but missed because I was in Australia!

Then there’s taxes, thankfully deferred for the state of California, but still looming in the background. The world is begging me to replace my 12-year old heavy laptop computer with its obsolete disc drive that stopped working alongside many of the keys on the keyboard, necessitating lugging around an external keyboard as well. The demands of the book publishing business are not slowing down and looming ahead is a complicating concert I’m trying to produce, alongside with preparing summer courses. 

My glib answer as to how I like retirement is “I like my schedule” and “I like my boss,” but suddenly my boss (me) is putting way too much work on my table and my schedule is careening out of control. The idea of going off to the woods and leaving the world behind? Well, perhaps that will be my second retirement.

Meanwhile, I snuck in one more post. Idaho adventures to come.