By ice rivers
Filler is a celebration of nothing new to say nor to do. Marriages are particularly full of filler. The same questions about the kids or the curtains or whomever or whatever get the same filler answer every day which means that no news is good news. Okay is excellent. Filler implies that everything is okay.
So we kiss our spouses good morning and head off to work, the way we do morning after morning, week after week, month after month, year after year, decade after decade if we're lucky enough to have a job we enjoy enough to maintain. We want to have a good attitude about getting ready for work. Locating that attitude is up to each of us.
We better find it.
We'll need it.
We head for our workplaces. We know the way through the usual snarls. We show up. We learn to be early. We say good morning to everybody over and over. We do our job routinely and well. Most of the battle is showing up as we all come to eventually realize.
We leave the workplace. We take a little detour on our way home to see if anybody is awake. As usual, nobody is. Everybody somnambulating through routine. We sense ourselves beginning to wake up, itching to pinch our numbness we head to our familiar place. When we arrive, we find that nothing about the place has changed since the last time and the last time, the place was mundane beneath description.
So we get back on detour just in case.
We are startled to discover that, at least momentarily, other people are on detour as well, having somehow escaped the routine of their workplace. Somebody, a stranger, even asks us for the time of day. We're surprised that we have a watch, fulfilled to use it and amazed when our approximation is received as truth. Sure, we agree, it's time to get home to the wives but for just a fleeting moment a romantic though sashays into our head. We imagine a flirtatious rendezvous like in youthful days past that we neither expect nor want to happen. Even as we imagine that rendezvous, we can feel it slipping out of our memory, leaving us with nothing to say and even less to remember.
But it's okay.