It's been a long time since I written a personal post. It seems that John's World has become a music, roller coaster blog, I know, but although those two things are big parts of my world, they're not the only things. For the past several months now, I've kept the personal mostly to myself, sometimes because I feel like I have nothing to say, and other times it's because when I do talk about personal stuff, I can get a little sappy. I know some of my readers like those types of posts and I hope to get to them more often.
Overall I've been a little numb of mind lately, not really focused on anything, and I can pinpoint exactly why or even how to get out of it. Things have been really strained with my family ever since July and so that part of my life has left me a bit isolated. I've had an incidence or two with some of my friends, and that's surely contributed. Work has been grueling...teaching is NOT the glamorous job some people think it is. And as for guys, well, that part of my life has been the most active, though unfulfilling.
Sometimes I feel as if I'm living the single life I'd envisioned for myself when I first left Joe. Between the bowling league and the opening of Nuts & Bolts, my social life has gotten so busy out here on Long Island that I've hardly had any time to venture into the city, which I miss. There've been enough potential suitors out there, though finding someone to date regularly from among them has been next to impossible. Either they're too into themselves, they just want sex or they're a bit too strange for my taste to pursue. I'm still waiting for that one to come along that I will know will be "the one" when I meet him, and the longer I go on, the more the prospects for that look bleak.
And so, this is what cabin fever does...it makes me think, and not in a good way. I keep going back to what I said at the beginning of the new year, that I need to delve back into myself in order to start thinking clearly and start caring about something again. I've got so many ideas in my head, covering all facets of my life, that I have trouble focusing on any one of them...and so the writer's block that comes with all of this. (I'm thinking that the place I should start would be Millman's book. I'm such a 25/7!)
Well, I'm writing now, so that's a start! Let's see where this takes us...
In the meantime, look at these pictures of what I am seeing in my world right now. For those of you living out of this area, be glad...
my front door
the driveway is shoveled!
look how high
We're expecting an ice storm sometime during the night tonight, so tomorrow morning's commute is going to be as big a nightmare as Friday night's was for many people. The roads here are still pretty impassible, with many of them not even plowed yet. A thick, slushy mess covers the well traveled roads, such as this one near my house:
That's Route 112 in Patchogue, a road that sees plenty of action during a day. If this is what it looks like after two days, you can imagine what we've got out here...not as bad as Hurricane Sandy, but pretty comparable. The lesser traveled streets like the one I live on have become very narrow, with plowed-up piles of snow 3 to 4 feet high on either side. The roadway itself is a highly uneven, packed down mass of icy snow, with slushy mounds like the ones above thrown in around the corners and such. Here's my street:
As you can see, traveling in the morning is going to be a mess with icy precipitation falling on top of all this. To make matters worse, my school is one of only a handful that has decided to open tomorrow, albeit late. Since I work more than 40 miles from my home, this is not good news and I will just have to play it by ear in the morning as to how I should proceed. One of the things I abhor about our society is that we place work over safety whenever stuff like this happens. Why do we feel as if the world is going to end if we miss a day or two? I just don't get it.
Anyway, to those of you traveling in the morning, be safe!