Share Your World – June 12, 2017

June 12, 2017 Cee Neuner

What do you do when you’re not working? If you are retired, what do you that is not part of your regular daytime routine?

Sleep. If the weather is nice after my nap I’ll go outside. Maybe take a walk. If I’m lucky and not too tired then I visit the Brooklyn Museum and/or the Brooklyn Botanic Garden. However I work very long hours so when I’m off it’s time to do laundry, grocery shopping, cleaning house, etc… I look forward to retirement when I’ll get my life back.

What would you do if you won the lottery?

Stop working. Take my brother Stephen and move far away to a Caribbean island where I would hire care-givers for him. Then knowing he was being taken care of write that book, concentrate on creating art, do what I want to do 100% of the time. We would live in a luxurious beach home where we would be waited on hand and foot. Especially somebody to cook as I don’t like or enjoy cooking.

What makes you laugh the most?

That’s a difficult question. I don’t own a TV and rarely go to movies so I really don’t know.

Sometimes I’ll watch Trevor Noah videos on YouTube. I guess I don’t really have to much to laugh about. With all hell going on in the USA there is not much to laugh about.

My co-workers and I joke about our inability to balance work and home life. Our frustrations with trying pay rent, care for our families and maybe squeeze out some time for ourselves. Crazy co-workers who live to annoy the rest of us trying to do our jobs. How we are all running a sleep deficit. Truly sad. That’s not funny but it is reality. Our Patron Saint is Our Lady of the Perpetually Exhausted. Especially for those of us near or over 50. Working adults laugh to keep from crying.

What is your biggest pet peeve with modern technology?

I hate when you call doctor’s offices, utility companies, etc.. you get that robot voice telling to you Press 1 for this or 2 for that.

Optional Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

Eye doctor visit went well. The blind spots in my left eye are contained and not spreading. Friday I got my Vitamin shots and was able to meet my girlfriend for some Buddhist meditation and dinner at Panera. It is very rare for me to be able to get together with any friends due to my job schedule. We all wish that could change but it will be years before it does.

Can’t say I’m looking forward to this week or the next. It’s all the same. Wash. Rinse. Repeat. When you work a full-time job your week is planned out for you. As for the weekends those are for household chores. I do have some vacation coming in August. If I have money maybe I can visit my girlfriend in PA. We will see.

I must have ran 40 blocks after I got the news. And that damned parrot would not shut up! Aunt Beatrice came and got him while me flying down the streets with no coat, hat, gloves or even a scarf on a cold freezing pre-Christmas day. Down Fulton Street. Decomposition. A Rotted Christmas Gift. Which Morgue? I’m assigned to find you.

To this day I still hate Christmas and always will.

Fulton’s Folly redux.

Oblivious to cars, speeding past rickety boarded up storefront churches, racing around and through stagnant pedestrians. Cars honking. Screeching to an unexpected halt as fleet form weaves speed through traffic Loom gossamer spider webs. If I run fast enough to the morgue maybe I’ll still have a chance to remind his body to arise for the Tree Lightening Ceremony.

The Forest. I’ll run into the woods. There I found the magnificent corpse of a Unicorn. Majestic but I didn’t know what to do with it. Wasps had made a home inside the stomach cavity. Carrying life from death. I could smell syrup and honey mixed with Holiday Candy Canes. My dreams, goals and plans for the future. Disemboweled.

The Way of Wings is to fly. Where Sweet Harbor lies.

She Triumphant Playing Parlor Games exuded Vibrato from wild god’s Olde Apothecary Shoppe. When a Heroine falls. She dies alone. Forgotten and lost to the ages. She had only a passing acquaintance with sanity.