The tune essentially follows a man who has felt lost in life and finds his soul refilled by good times with old friends, a few lucky coincidences, and, in the end, being able to share those soul refilling moments with the woman he loves. While, at the moment, I don't exactly have to "woman I love" to share with, I've had plenty of friends and great times to fill that void this week.
Life has been pretty nutty lately and, for the sake of my sanity, I really needed these last three days to be good to me...and these last three days have really delivered. Since I got back from Costa Rica, I've really been trying to make some life changes. In a lot of ways, I'm doing really well at them...I've lost weight, cut back on many of my vices, and been doing much more physical activity than the norm in recent months...others have been a bit discouraging.
Working on pay proposal presentations and policy revisions for the folks I represent at work has been messy and dividing. In the last three weeks, I've been accused of being "self-serving", of "not being realistic" (when, in actuality, I feel I understand the pitfalls and possibilities better than most), and of "being worse than Hitler". I'm especially proud of that last one. Between the work stuff, not being happy with my current living arrangement, and trying to repair a few past mistakes in order to move forward with my life...I was in dire need of a soul refill. Costa Rica did it for me, but the craziness I've been dealing with zapped that pretty quickly.
It all started with my little brother and his wife having my first real nephew this week (I have a step-neice and two step-nephews, all three of whom I love dearly, as well...but it just feels different when it's your bloodline who is doing the reproducing...haha!). I was planning on going to Shreveport to see the new mom, dad, and kiddo...but my mom made it pretty clear that my presence would be more of a pain in the ass than anything. I know she doesn't do it intentionally, but she does it so well, regardless. So, with three days off and nothing to do...I just started flying. Would you expect anything less?
I headed up to Salt Lake with the intention of catching my friend Kaycee's SLC-Denver flight, then catching lunch with her and Brian at DIA. I ran into Kaycee between flights at SLC and she had just been called up to fly another quick turn out to Cedar Rapids, Iowa...so lunch was off. At random, I remembered that the Colorado Rockies were playing Tampa Bay that night at home...so we decided we'd all go to the game that night.
By 6pm, we (Me, Kaycee, Brian, Chuck, Mo, and Mo's friend Sarah) were at Coors Field. We scored to pretty spectacular seats on the third base line thanks to Chuck and had a great time despite the Rockies having their 11-game winning streak snapped. Plenty of beer, laughs, and fun times all-around. By the end of the night, I was so tired that I passed out on Brian & Chuck's couch within 30 seconds of laying down on it. That's a good day, right there.
I had talked to some other friends in Texas earlier that day that were going to the Rangers/Astros games at The Temple...so I set up to hop a flight home to DFW the morning after the Rockies game and go to one of the Silver Boot Series games. Again, great times with friends, old and new...this time with an extra innings Ranger win to take the Silver Boot from the 'stros!
Amidst all of this, I realized something. Nothing fills my soul like being alone in airports and hanging out in ballparks with great people.
As I type this, I'm on my 4th leg of this completely unplanned journey...headed to Vegas from Dallas. I'm headed there to hang out with Jennifer (and her family), starting an annual tradition of sorts. We did this last year on her yearly family trip to LAS. We'll grab some dinner and do a little some small-time gambling (I AM hoping to recoup my expenses from this trip at the blackjack table. Something tells me I won't, though...probably the fact that I'm a piss-poor blackjack player.). From there, I just shuttle back to SGU.
All in all, a pretty solid three days off....and it really does feel so good to be feelin' good again.
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