People Just Don’t Understand…

Daily writing prompt
What’s something most people don’t understand?

I don’t think that most people (and this includes myself) understand how politics work in our country. Decisions are made by those on both the national and state levels that have a direct effect on our daily lives. While many political decisions being made are headline-grabbers, I think there are just as many that fly under the radar. And all these decisions have an effect on each one of us.

Musical Ability

For many years, I have wished to have some type of musical talent – some type of ability to play a musical instrument. My lone try as a musician occurred in the seventh grade, when I attempted to learn to play the trombone. I spent one summer and one semester navigating the course, only to discover I had issues not only with playing the instrument, but also reading music. I gave up that quest during the middle of my seventh grade year.

If I had a choice, I would like to play the drums. That’s always been a dream of mine. And while I doubt this will ever come to fruition, it’s never too late to start pursuing a dream.

Randomness…

I sit here, on this Monday morning, the 23rd of March, contemplating the day ahead. I’ve taken an assignment today for a sixth-grade Language Arts class, a group that I worked with on Thursday of last week. My hope is that today’s lessons will go much like they did last week and the week will be off to a good start.

I didn’t get much sleep last night, for whatever the reason. It was one of those nights where the circuits in the brain were overloaded and just didn’t want to turn off. Those nights come several times a week and there’s not much I’ve found is helpful in combatting the sleeplessness. I’m hoping that the hours of being awake will not affect my performance throughout the day today.

It’s the 23rd and of course 23 is my favorite number. It doesn’t mean I’ll face the day any differently than any other day, it’s just neat that it’s the 23rd. And no one knows what this Monday might hold.

David Lee