On Monday, it was announced at my work that we’re changing platforms. That sounds minor, but for people who have spent years honing their talents in PHP, it’s not. Many of my co-workers are having to seek positions in other departments. Contractors are being sent away much sooner than they expected. And although I’m staying on where I am (and I’m glad about that), I need to take a crash course in ASP.NET.
There are confusion, morale problems, and frustration. There’s also hope, compassion, and reaching out. People are helping each other with the next step, from learning what positions are opening and brushing up résumés, to lending each other books on ASP and .NET. And there’s also a lot of mutual encouragement. It seems to be bringing out the best of us, even though it’s always difficult dealing with the fact that change is the only constant. Anicca, anicca, anicca.
Monday night, after work, I went with some friends to a bar where I had a great (and effective) Long Island iced tea with the world’s best crab-and-shrimp-stuffed jalapeños. And after that, we went to a hookah bar, and for the first time, I smoked a hookah.
Sharing a hookah with friends… you have to do this! It’s got to be one of the greatest pleasures in life.
But things didn’t end there:
After the hookah
cool peach smoke has filled my brain
the laughter of friends, my ears,
peppermint, my mouth,
peace, my soul.
leaving, i walk,
winged heels barely touching the ground.
Mercury among men, sans message or mission,
i sit on steel stairs and a stranger comes singing.
he laughs and asks me for sixty-five cents,
i give him some change, and he sings some more,
spilling joy with every note, every beat a blessing.
leaves, and i listen to the soft
Doppler glissandos of traffic,
3 thoughts on “Shaking up and chillin’ out”
“Sharing a hookah with friends? you have to do this! It?s got to be one of the greatest pleasures in life.”
I agree – it’s only fun with a group of friends! Though work woes abound, it sounds like you’re keeping a great attitude in it all – stay positive. All IS change.
…loved the poem.
Nice poem. Nice post, really.
(I’ve finally responded to your last comment…)
BTW, free for a hookah this evening!