07 September 2015 – Haha. There it is and then it was done. Very nice. My lines have been infiltrated. Very well then.
Every intention of going for a run. Grabbing the first man I see and bringing him back here. To this freshly furnished room of mine. A maiden voyage of sorts. The first of many.
I have the time, I have the energy. And now I have the purpose.
May have to invest in a daybed. If all goes well. For the time being sheets on the carpet should suffice.
A man should never come between a woman and her fantasies.
I hate you dearly :)
The stooping older man at the front door is Peter Bridge. Beyond that you’ll have to wait and see.
Who is Drew?
Perhaps we could open a bordello. Wendy’s Wing. Specializing in discreet daytime flings.
The daybed’s a good idea. But what about a cozy hot tub? Nothing better to create a stimulating atmosphere. And maybe replace the blinds with gauzy curtains. Splash some red about. Get a wardrobe of exotic costumes. Turn the downstairs into a classic saloon….
Hmm. This could get expensive. Might be worth considering Kickstarter to raise funds.
Meantime I’ve brought you a pair of tropical plants to spruce up the place.
How’d the maiden voyage go BTW? Any takers?
Drew is a mild-mannered member of the middle-class. A working stiff who’s made the most of his efforts, done right by his family, kept his nose clean, stayed true to his convictions, etc. By trade he’s an engineer. Spent a dozen years or more on municipal road crews. The physical rigours of the job took their toll. Taking advantage of sponsored higher learning programs he went back to school, got his credentials, and returned to work at a planning desk. After a number of years he transferred to more ambulatory role as building inspector. Now, on the verge of retirement, he trains novice inspectors. Which is how he meets Lionel, a trainee with bags of education, no shortage of idealism and intellectual conflict, but little in the way of life experience. Drew and Lionel establish a bond. Out of which grows a routine of walking and talking about the big things that are difficult to grasp in everyday affairs. Everything in Our Hands would be the working title of their conversations.
As you’re less than forthcoming re: Peter Bridge, what’s with the wheelchair ramp?
I despise your pulchritude.
08 September 2015 – The plants are perfect. I love the orange pots.
Why so coy?
09 September 2015 – Sorry. Working tail off rounding up potential clients—the park’s a busy place during the day. No takers though. At least not in the cozy confines of Wendy’s Wing ;)
The wheelchair ramp will be explained in due course.
I’m curious about EiOH. Is Drew an unhappy character? Does he like who he is/what he does? Or is he embittered about it? What about Lionel? Does becoming a building inspector fulfil his direction in life? Or has he sacrificed his dreams for a semblance of stability?
Big things that are difficult to grasp. Reminds me, I was wondering, if it’s not too much to ask, are you free in the late afternoon this Thursday or Friday? I have some sheets I’d like to try out. If cost is an issue we can discuss payment plans.
About his life Drew is status quo. He’s neither unhappy nor embittered. Things have happened the way they have and he’s fine with his lot. That said, he has doubts about the future (what it holds for his children, how his savings and pension look less and less secure with each passing day) and is growing more and more discouraged by how increasingly commercialized and complicated and expensive the world around him has become. Evenso, in the company of Lionel he maintains a moderate perspective that’s firmly rooted in the solid ground of having led a relatively straightforward, simple life.
Lionel is a trickier nut to crack. He’s a smart and sociable and pleasant person, but, at core, his views are shaped by the rampant consumerism of his generation. He has struggled to understand how the system behind it, with all its glaringly obvious faults, can solve any of the broadly sweeping problems it has created (these being ‘the big things that are difficult to grasp’). Leading him to question his own place in the world. How he can lead an independent and ethically upstanding existence while living during a time of such overwhelming compliance to splintered conformity and the power of money. Needless to say he has survived many days of moral confusion and deep frustration. States that he is working himself out of by focusing on smaller things. Like getting a decent job (with benefits) and making a way forward for his young family. He has yet to succumb to out-and-out apathy, but is tired of struggling to understand. In many respects, Drew and Lionel are similar. The main difference is where they are at in their lives.
Yikes. Bit of a mouthful there.
As to my availability…I’ll have to check my schedule, but I believe I am free both days this week. Money is no object where you are concerned. Shall we meet in the saloon?