the glimpstory idea, revisited

As if I don’t already have enough friggin’ websites, I’ve been thinking about what I might do with The original idea in 2011 was to invite others to share glimpses of their lives in exactly 140 characters (including the ‘#glimpstory’ hashtag) on twitter and to aggregate those stories at the glimpstory domain. I was posting my own little stories and hoped others would get the idea but I never promoted it (I like to create but I’m not wild about self-promotion). It never caught on but I still like the idea.

that guy I worked for

In another life, I was an administrative assistant to a partner of a large accounting firm. He invited me to lunch one day at his club (i.e., he was a member). There’s a long story I could tell about it but I won’t. I like the glimpstory better:

He cringed as I picked up the pastry with my hands. What people think is no more relevant than the images we hide in our hearts.

I’m 69 years old. I’ve outlived both of my parents, David Bowie, and Prince for starters. That’s not to say I’m free of health challenges possibly jeopardizing my own longevity, it’s just to say I am here and I am grateful especially in light of the seemingly impending doom surrounding the world at the moment. We’re not doomed but the wakeup call is duly noted.

safe at the moment

I’m grateful to be in this safe place with Kim, both physically untouched by the horrific pandemic at least for now. Watching news and witnessing the death of thousands in real time is the current reality. I’m sad for those losing loved ones to this wildfire. And I’m sad for those on the front line fighting a seemingly impossible fight in light of the sorry state of affairs when it comes to our nation’s utter lack of preparedness for such a crisis. Our leaders’ priorities are not at all in line with the needs of our nation.

I could say more but since it’s all been said before, I doubt you want to hear it. I know I don’t want to say it. There’s more to life than the misery we’re witnessing – there has to be!

something Jack said

Jack Baty:

I am finding it nearly impossible to think about anything other than our immediate global crisis. Even so, it is therapeutic to distract myself by writing about other, more mundane topics.

Part of survival is the realization that focusing only on dire straits (such as the current crisis represents) can be a sure path to going insane. We need balance. Life goes on despite it all and experience tells me distraction is a key to survival. It works for me anyway. It always has. Whether it’s writing about or only thinking about something other than the immediate global crisis, it’s important to find balance – therapeutic indeed.

What’s the point if we can’t use our limited time here on earth doing what we find meaningful and accomplishing those things we’ve set out to do before our time is up! We’re all vulnerable and that’s the perfect reason to do what we do while we still can in my opinion.

Stay safe and stay sane.

the thrill of the game

Imagine the chance to live out your wildest dreams. Fulfillment’s a long shot but you could buy a chance. Just imagining a win is exciting. The pleasure center triggers the imagination as the thrill of the game sets in. The odds of hitting the big one are remote but imagining the power to change everything makes the game fun, unless of course, one can’t afford the price of admission.

on the street

Henry hit the streets at the end of a long journey and came to appreciate being homeless leaving his old life behind with no regrets. Life is less complicated now. A buck will buy a burger if one passes on the thought of buying a life-changing chance at the window down the street. Such a change is the last thing on Henry’s mind. He’d been there before and remembers what happened.

A burger would hit the spot ’bout now.