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Dreams | of building software systems | huge blocks of code | to make something.

We were developing a piece of software that would allow others to create custom software products more efficiently. I was trying to get a couple of the software engineers to create some examples, some prototypes, of a particular set of modules. I was having difficulty getting them to create some templates. They kept wanting to flesh out the complete set of modules. I kept telling them it wasn't necessary. We only needed to show the idea and not the fully working code. I awoke on this note. Much of the rest of the dream dealt with ironing out details and bringing the code up to a level where it could be walked through, even if it was not fully functional.
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Lazy, hazy, crazy day! Not really, but rhyming sounded good. Actually a bright, sunny, cool day. Crisp and clear. Bummed about most of the day. Spoke with P and S. Got a letter from BA with an article about a young man who was diagnosed with PD at 22. Some motivational words in the article, and some words that are never spoken. He's on Sinemet and the article underscores the difficulty of managing the medications. It says nothing of long term effects. It says a lot about the man's attitude and hopes. He got married after he was diagnosed.

Went for a walk on the baylands. Ducks, people, dogs and bicycles. Many ducks! Will miss this area once I move over the hill. I've been here for 35 years! I've actually lived in this area (city, domain) for nearly 40 years. A long time. Something I hadn't really thought about until I went for the walk today and realized I may be leaving things like the baylands behind (as well as a lot of people whom I know and who know me). Bittersweet! There's samurai warriors in my new back yard, but a crowd of people, places and things in my old one.

New places, new faces. A card game with no aces. The holiday season rushes forward. Two more weeks until Christmas, then New Years, then on my way (like in the banana boat song) and won't be back for many a day.

Meanwhile, I read, I rest, I eat, I move, I dance, I practice, I dream, I clutter, I empty, and I do a million other tiny things in between waiting, praying, thinking, watching and so much more. I reach for stillness and I gather air. I say good night to the setting sun and await its rising, await its glorious return.