I have been accused of not writing enough on here about my feelings… so here goes.
A day of feelings, in the life of WhiteEyebrows:
- I woke up and felt tired and congested.
- Then I felt stinky… so I took a shower… where I felt refreshed.
Then I went to work and I felt the following:
- Overworked… I have way too much on my plate.
- Overwhelmed… How am I going to get it all done?
- Creative… when I actually dug into my work.
- Hungry… time for LUNCH!
- Frustrated… when I made no balls in while I played pool.
- Angry… when a conference call was stupid.
- Confused… when I couldn’t figure out a schedule for a product I have to deliver.
- Saudades (that’s a Brazilian feeling of missing someone or something)
- Tired… a few days of no sleep really started catching up.
- Proud… I kicked a project’s butt and enjoyed some accolades.
- Expectant… can’t wait until after work
- Happy… work ended!
Then I went to a show and felt:
- Stuffed… from dinner beforehand.
- Interested… I remembered most of the show.
- Reflective… on the first time I saw the show as the only white man in a sea of beautiful, proud, black women in New York.
- Embarrassed… at some of the inappropriate content.
- Pity… for Celie and others who only know abusive men their whole life.
- Redemption… for some of the characters who changed their ways.
- Sadness… that some people take a lifetime to figure out some basic principles.
- Overkill… when they took FOREVER between bows at the curtain call.
- Anticipation… that my car had been towed since I parked in an unmarked spot.
As I returned home and considering my day, my life, and all the great things going on, I felt one more thing… ALIVE!