I never quite understood the Auld Lang Syne traditional song.  May old acquaintances be forgot?  No.  I thrive on my interactions with people.  If I shed the people from my life I would be a miserable person.  I rather think it should be ‘may old acquaintances be remembered’ as people tend to forget others in busy times.  And that’s a real shame.

I’ve found myself in a pretty standard routine as of late…and there’s some comfort in that.  I get up in the mornings, have my coffee.  Check Facebook, the news, and a few other sites I keep up with.  Maybe put on some music.  It’s a nice start to the day.  It’s at my own pace.  At some point, I start getting ready for work.  At about 1:00, I head to work to prep for my day.  Work has also settled into a bit of a routine, for the most part. I am comfortable there and feel that, overall, I do a good job.  I’m thankful for those constants in my life.
I have successfully navigated my first holiday season AD.  The real test comes in a few weeks, when the one year anniversary of Dad’s death hits.  It’s really unbelievable that it’s been that long.  Time is a funny thing, as I’m sure everyone knows.  I find myself drifting in thought, losing focus and meandering through memory.  I hope it doesn’t get any worse as the day approaches, but I know it probably will.  I took the 18th off, just in case.  I don’t want to show up at work and break down.  I wonder what it is about anniversaries that has such an impact.
I have my mother and brother.  I have my friends.  I have people in my life that are so tremendously special to me.  I know I have avenues should I feel like reaching out.  My problem, as it always has been, is the actual reaching.  I feel like folks don’t really need me knocking on their door and dropping my repetitive problems at their feet.  As I’ve mentioned before, sometimes people just asking how I am changes the answer.  I look to those closest to me to check in and make sure I’m not siloing myself.  That would be bad.
Anyway, it’s about that time.  Work time.  Busy time.  Good time.  I hope everyone had a fantastic New Year’s and the coming 365 treat you better than the last 365.

About rhysfunk

Rhys Martin was born in Tulsa, Oklahoma in 1981. In 2009, he sold everything he owned and left the country, living out of a backpack for ten months. He discovered a passion for photography while traveling throughout Southeast Asia and Europe. After returning home, he looked at his home town and Oklahoma heritage with fresh eyes. When he began to explore his home state, Rhys turned his attention to historic Route 66. As he became familiar with the iconic highway, he began to truly appreciate Oklahoma’s place along the Mother Road. He has traveled all 2,400 miles of Route 66, from Chicago to Los Angeles. He has also driven many miles on rural Oklahoma highways to explore the fading Main Streets of our small towns. Rhys has a desire to find and share the unique qualities of the Sooner State with the rest of the world. Cloudless Lens Photography has been featured in several publications including This Land, Route 66 Magazine, Nimrod Journal, Inbound Asia Magazine, The Oklahoman, and the Tulsa World. In 2018 he published his first book, Lost Restaurants of Tulsa. Rhys loves to connect with people and share his experiences; ask him about enjoyable day trips from Tulsa, locations along Route 66, and good diners or burger joints along the way.
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2 Responses to Routine

  1. Rhys Martin says:

    December 31st 2012 is anyone's game!

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