life is like a pile of leaves, you never know…

During today’s yard work I experienced a ‘Forrest Gump’ moment; you know the one where he is cutting grass on the riding mower looking zoned-out and lost in his thoughts? Well, that was me as I hauled load after load of leaves out of our back yard using the riding mower and trailer. Raking, blowing and collecting leaves doesn’t require a lot of brainpower and I am able to lose myself (usually) in thoughts about where I am in life and how I got here. (sorry, no fantasies to explore this time, just the facts) As usual I came to the same conclusions about myself and others I had the previous gazillion times I’ve followed that particular path. So why do I keep going re-hashing it? After all the dust and mold I inhaled from the leaves I have a slight sinus headache so I think I’ll leave the answers until later. Like the next time I’m doing yard work.


About Marcus

Who me? Introverted, neurotic, self-absorbed, increasingly cynical observer of human nature and part time social critic in hiding. Most of my life spent avoiding growing up. The naive idealistic passions of youth have evolved into the eclectic eccentricities of adulthood. Northeast Florida small-town native, related to people I can't relate to. Simultaneously my own best friend and worst enemy. Politically and spiritually unaffiliated, my personal ideologies put me all over the map or off it completely.
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One Response to life is like a pile of leaves, you never know…

  1. Anonymous says:

    My Forrest Gump Moment
    Remember when Forrest ran right out of his leg braces as a child? Pretty amazing huh?
    Hope you feel better and think on wearing a mask when do yardwork. I know they are cute or anything but they work.

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