Reflecting on Thursday and Sunsets

I continued the engagement with housing over my impending eviction. Keeping up this battle is getting a little wearing, but the gamesmanship of engagement makes me smile. I love a good challenge, and drumming up creative ways to move the ball forward a little, all the while pushing the envelope without causing real trouble is a bit of a treat.

Daily practice went off like a champ, and I caught the sunset in the reflection of a car window.

Sunset in a car window

I think that the number of highly reflective surfaces might be one of the defining characteristics of this epoch. The proliferation of mirrors or mirror like objects is unprecedented in history I believe. I did not used to notice things like this, but the beauty that is brought into our lives by these things is really quite stunning.

Tomorrow's a new day with new moves to make in the eviction game and more than a handful of beautiful things to observe, and I'm looking with relish upon all the possibilities.

Productive Days

Today I moved two major pieces of paper at work, cleared two hundred points and became a level four local guide with Google Maps, did two a day walking, progressed in my current eviction negotiation, and managed to touch all elements of the daily practice.  I like to think of that as a pretty productive day.

Anacostia Waterfront Evening

I managed to catch up a little with an previous boss of mine, and I saw the beginning of the closing of the day on the Anacostia River. I don't know what tomorrow will bring, but I'll bet it will be exciting.

The Value of Writing

Almost every day, I come to this site and write a little reflection on the day that's about to fade into memory. In the beginning, I had visions of grandeur and imagined that somehow...someway...someone was going to stumble upon these random musings and fall a little bit in love with seeing what got put down on the page. They'd keep this page to themselves for awhile and then, one day, something would strike them from a particular angle and they would forward it to one of their friends. Soon, this humble set of musings would go viral, and I would achieve an anonymous fame if only for a little bit of time.

Crepuscular Rays over the Anacostia Waterfront

I suppose I really just wanted someone to notice the things that I saw and did and experienced. It has been beautiful.

Needless to say none of that fantasy has played out. Almost every day I come back to write, and almost every day I have a very small handful of bot visits, but other than that, everything that's gone up on this site has passed without notice to the wider world.  Oh, there was that one brief period where I experienced double digit site visits for the better part of a week from Russia. I suspect someone or something was passing by and and decided to use some of the photos I've posted as part of their profile on the Eurasian dating site that seemed to be the entry point for most of the views. Whoever they were, and whatever they were doing, I certainly hope they got lucky.

Silly visions of fame aside, I've come to enjoy the time spent trying to capture the thoughts and feelings that I encounter along this journey of life. The writing practice certainly has helped me become more proficient in executing my responsibilities at a job, that if I'm honest, doesn't hold the same appeal for me that it once held.

This space has also given discipline to my thoughts, and the photography aspect has forced me to be more present throughout the day.  As I said, the journey certainly held more than my fair share of beautiful moments.

Tomorrow I will return again to practice some writing, but the visions of fame have slipped away. Tomorrow I'll write for the sake of writing, observe my life more closely because that's the only real way to live, practice militant optimism, and be open to surprises as the creativity that is at the heart of everything in the universe expends its energy in the bringing of life. It's going to be a grand experience.

Third Floor Sunset

My resistance against getting evicted probably played the last round of cards today.  From here on out any additional action will probably be confined to calling, raising, or folding. We'll see how it plays out.  Now that I've gotten my case together (for the most part) all in one place, I'm looking forward to shifting my focus on being happy rather than being right.

The first step in supporting the resistance through optimism approach was to bear witness to the sunset from the third floor of my current (and soon to be ex) quarters.

Third Floor Sunset - Annapolis

The colors were splendid, but frankly, there are better vistas to be had within easy walking distance. My likely new landing spot actually splits the distance between two of the finer locations. If the accommodations meet the approval of the roommates, I'll be money ahead. It will be good to put this whole unfortunate episode in the rearview mirror.

Now that we've gone the final round of bolstering our hands, I'm looking forward to what the flop holds for all of us tomorrow.  It may not happen then, but I'm sure it will be something worth writing about. The universe is pretty capable of delivering the goods if I get out of the way and let it perform.