Ok, so I find myself in that dark familiar place that tends to haunt me most winters. And I thought I’d celebrate it with a song.
Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turn my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never shared
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
“Fools,” said I, “you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sound of silence
~The Sound Of Silence
P. Simon, 1964
The day before yesterday I spent $30 at the grocery store. And then, yesterday, I paid $15 to have a flat tire fixed. This morning I put $15.00 worth of gas in my car, enough money to get me to work and back for the next 3 days. Then, I log into my email only to discover that I have a “low balance” warning from the bank. It seems I have $232.00 in my account. So, I’m thinking “that’s alright. After all, it’s only a week until payday, I’ve got a $60 check in my purse, and by the end of the month I’ll have some boarding money coming in. I’ll put off taking my dog to the vet, and everything will be fine if I’m really careful and nothing “exciting” happens.
Then the exciting thing happens….
I check the mail and find a disconnect notice for my cell phone… some anxiety there…. a little heart clenching goes on… but the bill is only $20… I still have the $60 check… the upcoming automatic withdrawal for the car insurance is somewhere in the neighborhood of $70… I’ll be fine if I’m really super careful and nothing “even more exciting” happens. So, I paid the cell phone bill.
Then the even more exciting thing happens…
I get an email saying that my check to Bank of America in the amount of $220 was just mailed. Don’t you just love automatic bill pay services? They make sure those bills go out when they are supposed to go out ensuring that forgetful flakey people (like myself) don’t have their utilites turned off and their homes foreclosed on just because they forgot to visit the mail box, or because they did visit the mail box but put all the mail in the glove compartment of the car and forgot about it for 3 months… stuff like that.
So… I’m sitting here doing the math…
By tomorrow morning I’m going to be at least… let me see…
Oh God… this is way too exciting…
Breathe… Shirley…. Breathe
At least I’ve got beer!
That’s a bonus!
By the way: This post was first published on my blogger blog (shirleytwofeathers.blogspot.com) on Friday, February 8, 2008. It was moved here as part of my ongoing project to migrate all my blogs to shirleytwofeathers.com.