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Close Encounter of the White Tail Kind

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The other day I was coming home around sunset.  The roads were empty except for the occasional speeder.  The sun was setting in front of me.  It was as though wheels of time screeched to a crawl as the sun settled into its nightly routine radiating a peachy aura across the tree line.  Travelling that lonesome country road was like the journey all of us take through life filled with ups, downs, and the occasional pot hole.

The crackling of empty airwaves was overpowered by a familiar song.  A song that reminded me of her. I hated that song.  Not a day goes by when I don’t think of her.   This particular day had not gone well, so I changed the frequency trying to get the thought of her out of my head and away from my ears.  A few moments later, the same song started on the next radio station.  “Am I cursed here or what?”  I questioned myself in cerebration.

I started thinking about the promises I made and how I unintentionally broke them.  I was instantly reminded of making a promise to myself when I was a kid that I’d never break a promise like so many had done to me.  The morning I left her promising to return flashed through my thoughts, as I tried to concentrate on the road.  And, the teary phone calls caused my eyes to water.

Distracted, I glanced over into the opposing lane of traffic and caught the glimpse of brown and white blur running across the road.  As it stopped in the median, I realised it was a white tail deer.  Its silhouette against the sunset was breathtaking.  I looked in awe, as it leapt into my lane.  I slammed the brakes to keep from hitting it.  It stood and stared in the middle of the road for a second, as smoke billowed from my tyres skidding from 70mph to almost 0mph.  Then, it hopped on across the road like nothing was wrong. 

The struggling tears welling up in my eyes dried, as I began to laugh uncontrollably.  “It’s going to be alright”, I cogitated. 

A great smile overtook my face, as I dropped down into low gear and sped away from the scene.  The rest of the ride home was filled with good memories of the times we had, her strange sense of humour, and the all night talks about the oddest things.  It gave me a sense of peace, so to speak.  Holding onto memories is grand, but not when we hang onto the wrong ones.  Since that evening, my life has changed for the better, I believe.

In Living Colour

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As most of you know, I’m back into a sparring and workout routine. I work hard, when I really want something. After jumping rope and thrusting throws into a 70lb. boxing bag, I came inside to finish my workout in the cool air. I grabbed two resistance tubes that remind me of a very big rubber band. I sat down at my desk and began doing arm curl holds that build tone. Basically, you put one end of the tube under your foot, pull with the corresponding arm, and hold a curled position.

Well, I got in too much of a hurry and hoicked a bit too hard on the band. It slipped out from under my foot and hit me directly in the left eye. There was a sudden rush of pain and adrenaline, so I opened both my eyes to see if there was any blood. What I discovered through the watery pool that had filled my eyelids astonished me. I was shaken by it. I ran to the sink and washed out my eyes. My hands were shaking, when I rose to gaze into the mirror.

I could see the detail of my hands like never before. I could see out of BOTH EYE’s! The very depth of the ornate symbols that envelope the mirror came into view like never before. The ridges in my knuckles looked like deep craves. It was like going from a fuzzy old TV to a new wide screen HD one. But, as soon as I started realising what I had, it went away. It has been a few hours since that happened. I was shaken to the core. It still hurts a bit. I’ll probably have a black eye in the morning.

You think hard about it. Because I only have one good eye, my depth perception is shite! I’ve never been able to see anything but light and dark! No shapes, just black and white forms. So, to all of a sudden have something you’ve never had is overwhelming! Whatever that bloody band did to give me vision still lingers a bit. I’ve GOT COLOUR!!! I’ve never had colour in that eye before!
Yellow
I’m going to have to see the eye doc, and see if he can’t knock me around a bit to bring back my vision permanently! Anyone need a sparring partner? I’m dangerous with one eye much less two! Jaysus…That was awesome!!! :)

Just in case you are wondering, I can’t see out of my left eye because the optic nerve for that eye never grew into place. Spinal meningitis is to blame.

The song in the video below is by Lenny Kravitz. He’s a cool cat! The song is talkin’ ‘bout a lady he’s missing, but I miss me full vision at the moment! At least, I know what the rest of you people see, even if only for about 30 seconds.  Bastards…  ;)