If I Had The Time Or Energy To Write...

If I had the time or energy to write, I would tell you about conversations I had this past week about:

• Suicide,
• Deaths in families,
• The witness protection program,
• And the damage that secrets can cause to the "secret holders."
• I would tell you about a conversation I had with a psychic. Not a reading, but about her, and her being a psychic.
  
• About a homeless man I talked to for a few blocks as I walked home the other night.
  
• And about how, the other day, I approached the toughest looking guy I could find to ask directions somewhere, because I figured he'd know the neighborhood best -and he did. He also, it turned out, had a really nice smile.

If I had the time or energy to write, I'd tell you about:

• The sudden increase in 9/11 dreams I had (I usually have one every two months.)
• The invitation I had on the fourth night of those dreams to attend an event at ground zero.
• How I declined (because of the dreams).
  
• How less than a week later I was having dinner with someone who was in the Pentagon when the plane hit.
  

(9/11 is something I pretty much never discuss with anyone.)


If I had the time or energy to write, I'd tell you about:

• My friend's show.
• About another show where a producer stood up to a writer and did the right thing.
• About honesty and integrity in business dealings, because those dealings are with people who deserve nothing less.
  
• About another project where a young film editor is ready to leave due to a director's disorganization.
• About a family of six singing a cappella gospel in the subway.

If I had the time or energy to write, I'd tell you about:

• My friends' combination birthday/farewell party,
• Where we all "sang" happy birthday on kazoos,
• And about the surprise wedding they sprung on us, right then and there, with no advanced warning. (The couple knew about it, but not the guests.)
  
• How I suspected that for over an hour, since the SECOND I saw them, and how every signal in my brain was yelling "This is a wedding" and I told myself that wasn't logical. (Nobody else suspected a thing. Not even a proposal.)

If I had the time or energy to write, I'd tell you about:

• My failed attempt at cooking liver.
  
• About a decorative bowl and broom.
  
• About certain people who've been on my mind constantly these past 2 weeks.
  
• About trying to get more time with my parents before they, or I, pass away.
• About the construction noises that have started every morning this week at 7:30 AM sharp DIRECTLY UNDER MY BED, and the hammering and drilling that is continuing even now, (about 4 feet to my left and 2 feet down) and how it's echoing in the halls and shaking the floors of my building.
  

I would tell you about all of these things, but honestly, I'm tired. And for about half of these things, if I went into any more detail, I'd probably have to kill you, -And I really don't have the energy for that right now either! ;)