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Running in the Rain

Century 21 had an open house this Sunday from 2-4pm. No one showed up... I worked from 6am - 2pm painting, cleaning, organizing... and no one showed up. But I now have an immaculately clean house to show for it :) and that's a good thing. I've been talking to my brother, Andy, and there's a possibility that if the house doesn't sell before I leave that he will move in and assume the mortgage and take over as the power of attourney and sell the house for me. He just accepted a job with Progressive Insurance in Castleton. Ideally it will work out well because he has no furnishings for his own place and I've got stuff that'll go to storage. Yesterday was one of 'those' days. The type of day that hangs in the balance between inspirational, erie and spiritual. It began w/ the movie The Island. It was good. 7 of 10 stars in my opinion. Better than average (ie I stayed awake) but too many of those "there's no way that could happen" to be great. Like the Matrix in the sense of is this life we're living the real life or are we in a dream/brainwashed state of mind, programed to believe what we believe. Folowing the movie I recieved the phone call that nobody wants to recieve: Jason Cain's sister-in-law, Rachael, had passed away in her sleep leaving behind a husband and 4 young children... Sunday is my long run day. Running from anywhere between 10-20 miles. I laced up the Saucony's and threw Gaelic Storm into the MiniDisc Player. I had a lot on my mind and needed to run it off ...and it started to rain! Bonus! There is NOTHING like running in a warm rain! It is one of those extra gifts from God and you throw your hands out and act like you're in Shawshank Redemption and soak it up as cars pass by wondering if you've lost your sanity. Running means being alone, heart pumping and thinking. A lot. And when you run for 2 consectutive hours... thinking a whole lot. Why did Rachael have to die? What happens now to her kids? Her husband, Steve? Life isn't fair! Who's next to die? How much are we products of our brainwashed subcultures? (like in The Island) How much of who we are is shaped by what is 'advertised' to us through our culture, movies, commercials, etc? What is wrong with organized religion? Why can't it get it's act together? What is really important in this life? What is keeping you from becoming who you see yourself as and who you want to be? What bridges that gap? A million questions. A million things to think about. And one wet, rainy night...

posted by Brian R Dunn @ 1:40 PM