The daily event of a sudden loss in cabin pressure..

Its always the most difficult to wake up on the days when the sun is hidden behind the clouds, never sneaking through the cracks in our bedroom’s blinds, and drops of rain beat against the drain in a slow rhythm that lulls me momentarily back to sleep. Its days like today that I question how I ever got to work. I don’t remember the routine turns, the songs on the stereo or the new jackpot displayed on the Tennessee Lottery billboard that looks down on me each day on the way to work along Murfreesboro Road. It is in this sleepy coma that I find myself sorting through spreadsheets, emailing financial goals and calculating how far my daily numbers are off from goal. Then suddenly, I find myself in a completely different locale. Its dusty here and the palms are scattered among the pre-Colombian ruins. It sneaks up on me and takes over daily like the common cold, without warning, without a noise. Today it was the Yucatan peninsula and I gazed up at the Mayan ruins while shuffling through various other captivating excavation projects. I took a ten hour bus ride where I was only one of a handful of gringos riding down Mexico’s 110 to the Pacific Coast. I remembered enough Spanish to make basic conversation with the man sitting next to me and understand that he was visiting his niece in Colima. He told me that it was the first colonial town west of Mexico City (I know..my comprehension is impressive). I got off the bus before my final destination of Manzanillo at Pascuales where I rented a surf board and fell more times than I stayed on the board, but the moments where I stood atop the swells were pure ecstasy. Then just as suddenly my phone rings or a managerial shadow looms behind me and I’m back in my carpeted cube staring at a framed picture of Rebecca or a pinned up picture of Michael Jackson that reads “Remember…it could always be worse.” Yesterday, I was bicycling across both Ireland and Thailand and my legs never got tired. Who knows where next week will take me..