Anyone who knows me probably knows that I do not turn down an opportunity to get away. However, I did turn down going on a lake trip with my family this weekend. They have sent me pictures and, from the looks of it, everyone is having a fantastic time. But, I needed some alone time to attempt to scratch a few things off the old To-Do List. 

Staying behind meant that I get to watch all the dogs and even a cat. I just love being home with the pets; I often get jealous when I am leaving for work and turn around, before closing the door, to see the dogs lounging and getting prepared for a nap. I decided long ago that I want to come back as a spoiled dog in my next life. 

I have so much left to do, but I have gotten a few things accomplished: I did some arts and crafts, have practiced the song I am singing in Ashley and Donn’s wedding next weekend, snuggled with the pets numerous times, and perfected a salad dressing I have been making from scratch. Thankfully, Labor Day is this Monday and I will have an extra day to make an effort to expand my list of accomplishments. I even started a puzzle!

Socializing is so much fun, but there is definitely a side of me that needs to be left alone for a minute or two. I haven’t been honoring that side of myself lately, but I am trying. My phone just buzzed — it’s probably another picture of my brothers with the most beautiful view behind them. Let’s see.

Z

Lately, I have been so astounded by the news. Every day seems to bring another handful of stories that leave me feeling disappointed and sad. I have a very diverse, open-minded group of friends who, at times, make it easy to stay in the dark on certain issues that seem to be plaguing our country. Stepping into the light burns a bit at first, but it has become necessary.

Unnecessary, hate-fueled shootings and instances of racism are becoming entirely too commonplace. I just read that an old Korean American roommate of mine was called a “chink” at the AHRC New York City Foundation by a janitor upon his arrival and the company actually allowed and made excuses for the incident. Unacceptable. 

I live in what is often referred to as the “greatest country in the world.” One would expect its citizens to be comprised of mostly those who have the ability to take a look in the mirror and make edits if what they see reflects traits such as unkind or hateful. I have very little tolerance for people who are jerks just to be jerks. 

When I was a little boy, I used to wonder how in the world the hate in the world would ever end. I decided the answer might be to just wait until the older generations die out. Now, I’m not so sure. At the end of the day, I can only hope and pray for sensibility and love to persevere. 

Enough is enough. 

Z

Here is another Zaiku:

Two hands — both employed:
One hand to do the writing,
The other holds notes. 

• A little something I wrote to give gratitude to the pen and paper I call my hands. Never have I ever had a better tool for making sure I don’t forget something.

Today is my last full day on my trip home to Brooklyn. I have really enjoyed seeing my friends and the places I love to see so much. The feeling of knowing some things have not changed is simply wonderful.  I am not ready to say “Goodbye,” but I rarely am.

The first night here, I had an unplanned Art Night with Liz and her friend James. We became quiet and focused on our own art. I was reminded of how much I miss these nights. Liz and I created so many fun projects when I lived here and I loved being brought back to the memories.

Above is the drawing I finished at the apartment.

 vacation time starts:
 be back in eleven days —
my bags are all packed.