It is 7:03 AM on Tuesday, June 20th, 2017. It is very late for me to be writing a journal entry but today is an unusual day. My family left for Japan yesterday which means I’m a bachelor for a very long time. This is normal when you’re married to a Japanese, they go home with the kids for the summer to see the grandparents and also to ensure that the kids are exposed as much as possible to the language and culture. My oldest son will be attending summer school in Japan and so his Japanese will get much better. He has grown up speaking it and was at his best at the language in preschool since it was a Japanese one. But kindergarten was American and so his English improved remarkably while his Japanese got worse. Living in Japan for a while should reverse that.
It is Tuesday morning on June 6th, 2017. It is a gray and foggy morning and just now I hear the garbage truck slowly making its way down the street. Then I hear the roar of its engine and squeaking of its breaks I am startled for a split second thinking if I have put the garbage out or not. Only once in six years have I forgotten yet the sound triggers the thought.
It is 4:41 AM on May 26th, 2017. Today is my 40th birthday.
I awoke at 3:50 AM and have completed all my morning rituals: I’ve drank a shot of wheatgrass, put away the dry dishes and washed the dirty ones, set the coffee, meditated and now it is time for a journal entry.
Tomorrow is my 40th birthday. As I’ve said before I’ve felt like I’ve already reached 40 for a couple of months now but tomorrow it is for real.
Turning 40 reminds me of two things my parents said. When I was young my Mom told me she never thought she’d be turning 40; life went so quickly and 40 was fast approaching. At that moment I thought that 40 years of age was an infinity, an age that was so far into the future it would seem like an eternity to get there. Well, here I sit, on a blustery, overcast day in May, thousands of miles away from where I grew up and 35 years older.
The time is 6:11 AM; I have very little time to write in peace before everyone wakes up.
An interesting thing happened the other day. I’ve been stressed and anxious for many months about work. This is normal for an Account Manager because there is always the fear of losing accounts, of management restructuring yet again, of new initiatives, rollouts and so on which are never ending in today’s corporate environment.