Update

There have been big changes in my life since my last post. Most importantly, I am now gainfully employed by the Kroger company. The job is so easy and right now its part time, but they have already assigned an aisle to me and that includes ordering and maintaining inventory. Only three other night shift stockers have this level of responsibility, out of fourteen. Of course, this means more responsibility but with the same pay. The important part, however, is the fact that everyone who has this level of responsibility is either a supervisor, assistant supervisor, or has worked there for at least 5 years.
I know I was supposed to have graduated from medical or business school by the time I was 30, but it just didn't work out that way. I am okay with that, although my list of regrets is exorbitantly long. World needs doctors, teachers, ditch diggers and grocery stockers too. And there really are paths to advancement with Kroger. And it is a good company to work for. The work itself is the easiest work I have ever done, we get good discounts, decent pay, and lenient management. Since I never want to work in a factory again I am very happy with my job. Also, it is possible to transfer from here to a store in another city, like Chattanooga.


P.S. I can accept and deal with constructive criticism nowadays. Did anyone like my attempts at poetry? These are some of my first written works in years so I am way out of practice.

Toadstool

This grew in our front yard over night. I found it interesting.

WARNING: MAY CONTAIN POETRY

Just an Old House

Nobody lives there anymore.
He just got too old, that guy.
They found him on the floor
where he expected he would die.
Nobody lives there anymore.

No boys climb through the trees' branches
no girls being pushed on swings
there can be no second chances,
only the emptiness time brings.
Nobody lives there anymore.

Five carved stones beside the lake
tell his story of pain and loss.
Four young ones' lives cholera did take
Mother, too, paid life's dear cost.
Nobody lives there anymore.

Haiku!

At lunch in the cave

it was damp and dark in there

but my heart smiled.

Second chances are
freely given, but how much
does just one more cost?

I don't know what I
would do if I met a blue
smelly kangaroo.

They say: sit still, be
quiet, don't cough, don't burp, don't
fart, or we will know.

Chattanooga is
not that far away. I get
closer day by day.

Slept all day. Woke up
around four. Still got problems.
Going back to sleep.

AJ will play Wii,
you see, with me all day. He
may stay, you say? Yay!

Have you ever felt
like a stranger in your home?
Or a tourist?

Words are for Nerds

Less words, more pictures

Books!