Wednesday
September 17, 2014

Life on Life's Terms

Direction

"How're you doing otherwise?" I asked.

"My energy's coming back," she said with a smile.  "Now what?"

"Whaddaya mean, now what?" I asked.

"What do I do with that energy?  Two weeks ago I could barely get out of bed.  Now, after I get everything done I need to do, I have energy left over.  I'm restless.  Go figure."

"Harness it.  Find direction, find something to do.  Gravity pulls down.  People without direction don't even notice they're being pulled down."

"My mother used to say 'idle hands are the Devil's workshop.'"

"She had a point."

Today I will harness my energy, I will pick a direction.

Life on Life's Terms (c) 2014 by Ken Montrose

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Smart Bears, Angry Rats

Here comes the sun  75 Years from now

Ubutu stepped outside the reception into the sunshine.  Flanagan followed. "It was a beautiful wedding sir," Flanagan said.

"And it is a beautiful day," Ubutu said.  "We very much needed some beauty."

It had been an ugly week. Sammy's disappearance had sparked a loud confrontation between T Cell and Olsen.  Flanagan had investigated reports of oddly aggressive rodents attacking people in Apple Tree Park.  He knew they were tied to Sammy's research somehow.  A rash of Lil' Bit overdoses had touched the lives of several of Ubutu's employees.  Flanagan and Olsen had traced the Lil' Bit to the lab that had hired Sammy away. 

The two men soaked up the sunshine, talking about how happy Olsen and Gretchen seemed.  They were impressed with the people who had traveled from Sweden just for the wedding.  They laughed at how the flower girl had skipped her way up the aisle.  Flanagan, who was known for his out of control sweet tooth, speculated about the icing on the wedding cake.  Both men turned their faces to the sun, absorbing its warmth. 

"The sun lights a man's soul," Ubutu said.   "It shines a light into the dark places, scattering whatever may nibbling at him." He studied Flanagan's face and laughed.  "But you, my pale friend, are starting to burn."  They had only been in the sun for twenty minutes. 

Today I will remember two lessons: a) too much of anything can be a bad; and b) for some people, even a little is too much.

Smart Bears, Angry Rats (c) 2014 by Ken Montrose