You people who stay excited about things all the time and are forever racing around doing the things you’re excited about probably won’t be impressed with this. But suddenly having a gate open in front of me has this old 70 year old mind reaching out caressing all the damned things it didn’t even know it was missing.
One of the joys, just having the possibility where it wasn’t before, is that I might get to attend a performance at the Santa Fe Opera one more time before I die. [ The Horror of Discovering You Love Opera] Maybe more than one if the Coincidence Coordinators allow for it. When the thought of it sneaked into my head I broke out into a grin and found a cat to scratch behind the ears while I went on imagining it in detail:
Parking that old RV up there, sitting in a camp chair watching all the dressed-up people pulling up in their BMWs and Mercedes with bow-ties and fancy dresses. Sipping a cold suds and smiling to myself while I eavesdrop, then sauntering in to lose myself in something I haven’t done in almost two decades. And didn’t even discover until ‘way to much of my life had passed, opportunities missed.
But there’s also crawling around Hueco Tanks at least one more time. Maybe spending a night at Monahans Sand Hills State Park. I think the cats would love that place. Camping up on the Mimbres Divide, climbing to the top of the ridge where you can see all the way to Dallas or Somewhere, flashing a mirror at all those city folks on the Rio Grande scurrying about their lives.
Maybe setting up my little CB radio hock shop across from the Sky City Casino, listening for truckers who lost all their gas-money inside trying to sell everything they own for enough money to get fuel to California or Denver.
I din’t even know my brain was going dead here, but it’s been so long since even thinking about that sort of thing had a smidgin chance of happening, the grey matter went to sleep. And now it’s beginning to awaken.
Uplifting, uppidy, peeling years, decades off my brain and my life just on a promise. I need to go outdoors and lift something heavy to get my feet back on the ground.