Surrealistic Tuesday

Surrealistic Tuesday
Ever notice how a day seems to take on a mood of it’s own? Today seemed to be a down day for me and I decided to go eat at Gailey’s at 9:25 and they close at 10:00. I could see this irritated the crew since I was the only one there. No mood helper here. So, at the Y my favorite guy was there who always make’s a big production of my entry(an infrequent occurrence). Mood improved…Went to the cycles and worked out next to a white-haired man, obviously in the throes of a physically exhausting work out. . I could hear an incessant drone coming from him that sounded like a religious liturgy or something. At the same time, some dark surrealistic scene in a sepia color was playing out on the TV. Felt like I had interfered with some ritualistic medieval monastery service trying to overthrow the dark forces sacrificing with an atonement of physical suffering. Mood……intrigued. I went to get a double-dip Braums for being a good boy and then to the thrift store. There I purchased Ritual Cello by Adam Hurst, not thinking about the previous part of the day. I am listening to it as I write this…gypsyish, haunting eastern Europe flavor to it…beautiful. Yet, I wonder….who planned my day me, or something else….May the forces of good be with you…..

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