A Piece Of My Mind: Clutter
I’m Claude Offenbacher, and this is a Piece of My Mind.
Ah, the month of May! Trail walks at Mt. Pisgah. Blue herons on the Willamette... and spring cleaning. Messy closets, a crammed garage.
These I tackle in relative good humor. It’s the stuff I never wanted, never sought, that tests my patience. It comes at me relentlessly: by phone -- as solicitations from robo-calling salesmen; in the mail -- weekly pleas for more from charities I give to once a year; pharmacies peddling Viagra via e-mail; and door-to-door from folks offering magazines, cookies.... religion.
If only I could leave it all behind. With a crust of bread, chunk of cheese and jug of wine, I’d climb Mt. Hood. I’d meditate in bliss.
But that won’t happen. Too much to do, too much I want to do. Still,I ‘ll dream... Of a life free of debris, free of the uninvited clutter that imposes itself each day.
And that’s a piece of my mind. Claude Offenbacher, KLCC news.