The weather seemed a good metaphor for the file sorting I did today. The more personal files took much longer to sort through -- what to keep, what to shred, what to recycle. But these files had the added burden of major memories -- many good and some unpleasant. I brought many of these home with me tonight to shred here rather than have them in storage for another year waiting for the next visit of the shredding truck. I want to be sure they are shredded well. Files of work that involved less pleasant discussions stirred up some of the negative emotions felt at those times. Yet, some of the wonderful knowledge transfer events where I presented or attended brought smiles and reminded me that there have been many positives among the negatives. The myriad papers squirreled away in these files produced undulating feelings, changing like the rain patterns outside my window. It took a long time to wade through those, but it needed a good cleaning <smile>. The next sets in the upright filing cabinet should require less time and effort, likely less emotional -- not free of emotion, just less intensity perhaps.
Sitting here typing, I was reminded of a rain song -- like you expected something else? <grin> The sound of the rain on the roof and then on the sides of the house as the wind gusts, holds a calming rhythm. The lyrics of the song heard in my head note the pleasures of rain. The recording sounds crisp and clean -- almost unplugged -- which matches the rhythm out my window tonight. The stills in the video portion also show the artistic side of rain. Enjoy!
I Love a Rainy Night -- Eddie Rabbitt
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