I had a dream last night…

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In one scene I was being led through a vacant, all white -from carpet to ceiling, studio apartment. There were high ceilings and nooks built into two walls. Apparently I was looking for a place to move. I found myself wondering if I could insert my rather tall bookshelf into one of the nooks. In each room I pondered if this broad, eight foot high piece of furniture would fit; on which wall it should sit flush against. In another scene I was sitting at a large, oblong, dark wood table in the center of a room with brown wall paneling and squatter ceilings. To the side of this, there was a tall receptionist desk in front of a window, … Read More

BrockaI had a dream last night…

Between Here & There

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I’m either counting minutes or losing track of them. I look at time a lot differently than I did years ago; when I had no sense of it growing up. When you’re outside playing, it’s only time to come in after the light fades into dark or a guardian screams. When you’re immersed in a project or task, it’s time to break away when another pertinent matter rises or hunger screams in your belly. I don’t carry the sense of play around very much anymore. Most movements seem a to-do item; a chore; an obligation; a mission; a responsibility. And even when I’m engaged in relaxed reading, I’m looking to see how much time I have left to do it, … Read More

BrockaBetween Here & There

Documentation of September 2018

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I kept my head down generally. Minus a few emotionally enraged post on facebook, I was relatively quiet on social media. I thought a lot about the music. It’s all in the context and of circumstance. What life am I living, who am I hanging around? I’m really not participating in that world; forks in the road. As much as I enjoy writing, honestly, I rarely listen to music or sing anymore. This is the sad truth. Why would I want to produce another song(s). It’s a thousand dollars in the hole. From start to finish, studio time to final mixing. So I ask myself what’s the cost benefit. It’s too expensive just for arts sake. I’m saying don’t hold … Read More

BrockaDocumentation of September 2018

Photo Diary of August’18

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What a sped up month. I have no complaints. Took small steps and general headway on personal goals; work is trying to be more interesting while I’m simultaneously more diligent about my outside-of-the-office pursuits. In and out of town friends came and went; lunches, dinners, cocktails and conversations; long walks afterwards. I let myself really rest some too. And crazy enough, I went on a legit blind date. As in, I didn’t even google the guy, had no idea what he looked like other than the explanation from a broker at the office. This alone feels exceptional since it’s certainly not the swipe this way or that and internet stalking that pervades us. For the record, I’m on no dating … Read More

BrockaPhoto Diary of August’18

Documentation of August 2018

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From the Books category in my menu… Barely read a thing. Listened to ALL the things. This may be the shortest edition on read books ever. I finished two. A measly two. Another Daniel Silva after saying I was taking a break from him, but it turned out to be my favorite so far. The Confessor. Reading it happened to be coincidentally timed with the recent Vatican revelations. Except in the book’s plot, they’re hiding how complicit they were with the Nazis in Jewish genocide. I tried reading Artemis, the second sci-fi by the very talented author of The Martian. I just couldn’t get into it. The plot sounded good; maybe it will appeal to some of you. However, it did confirm … Read More

BrockaDocumentation of August 2018