OK, 18th day after returning from my Romantic Cowboy Adventure, and I am still experiencing symptoms of withdrawal ~ humidity is killing me ~ still waking up before the sun rises ~ frightened by loud animal noises immediately to my rear ~ and looking for Moose and Bison Bison everywhere I go, especially at night in the glare of the headlights as I drive. I had this dream last night, or maybe it was a vision as the sun rose, or perhaps it was like a Lightroom editor's burn on my retina, something akin to a welder's flash that burns until you're blind or you can see once again...
So there I was, riding along, sun in the sky and birds above, haze in my eyes, on an inner tire tube? Below some good beer was floating next to me with the newest Kid Rock and Beastie Boys songs twisting in my head. I saw a little tree limb, thought how pretty it was as it passed me by, looked up at a perfectly surreal blue sky! Little did I know, Walter Cronkite's jacket was going on, preparing for the headline of tonight's latest and most tragic news.
So there I was, riding along, sun in the sky and birds above, haze in my eyes, on an inner tire tube? Below some good beer was floating next to me with the newest Kid Rock and Beastie Boys songs twisting in my head. I saw a little tree limb, thought how pretty it was as it passed me by, looked up at a perfectly surreal blue sky! Little did I know, Walter Cronkite's jacket was going on, preparing for the headline of tonight's latest and most tragic news.
Good news it is, should you have failed to grab the limb or see the significance of its importance in your immediate future, the next thing you might see would be, in deed, spectacular! Go toooo the light, that's what I'm thinking! Walter tightened his tie and grimaced though did you not know him you might have thought it a grin.
So, odds are, it would be a rough trip you wouldn't remember. But, if you were the lucky type, like me, perhaps you'd float adrift, face up for a while. Sun in your eyes so you'd squint and your face'd look like you had a smile! (kinda like Walter's grin). You could do this and ride, happy for probably a good long while, nearly a mile!
But after a spell, a time that would seem a short while, you'd have visions of Lodge Pole Pine limbs hanging low from the sky. You'd grab and grasp at their invisible limbs thinking all the while how they looked green, slick and slim. You'd reach and struggle, stretch to the sky, but you'd not reach that first and last little limb that you'd let pass by. You'd think of your kin and your kids if you had any, wonder if they'd forgive you should they know what an idiot you'd been, for failing to grab that Last Straw, that tiny pine-like limb.
Dumb as you might and clear as the sky to thee, the ride's not over for a venturer such as yourself or the remains of your body such that they might be discovered to be... Dreamy this journey would seem to you, Idiot, that failed to grasp that Last Straw.
Ahhh such is life, the rise and the fall, lucky would we be could we float along the entire time with our beer, Kid Rock, Beastie Boys and thee. Damned that Last Straw can be, I am happy on my way to the unknown, down stream sea.
Dumb as you might and clear as the sky to thee, the ride's not over for a venturer such as yourself or the remains of your body such that they might be discovered to be... Dreamy this journey would seem to you, Idiot, that failed to grasp that Last Straw.
Ahhh such is life, the rise and the fall, lucky would we be could we float along the entire time with our beer, Kid Rock, Beastie Boys and thee. Damned that Last Straw can be, I am happy on my way to the unknown, down stream sea.
I awoke in a sweat, no visions of sugar plumbs in my head just yet, as it seemed there was some place I needed to get? Where could it be, where would I go? Looking around, there were those stairs. Those damned stairs that were always begging me to go below.
Shower and shave, suit and tie, brush the teeth and grey hair, turn the radio on in the little car and off to work I go.
Maybe I'll sleep better tonight? Surely I'll sleep better tonight. I'll turn up the AC and curl up a little bit. Damned rhymes, pictures and shit. I'll sleep well tonight, 19 days after the adventure from which I returned and dremt of last night.
Shower and shave, suit and tie, brush the teeth and grey hair, turn the radio on in the little car and off to work I go.
Maybe I'll sleep better tonight? Surely I'll sleep better tonight. I'll turn up the AC and curl up a little bit. Damned rhymes, pictures and shit. I'll sleep well tonight, 19 days after the adventure from which I returned and dremt of last night.