A full day is like a full meal. It leaves you feeling someway... Full, I suppose.
And that's what I felt after my trip with my friends.
I guess we learned that the old saying is true: You can never go back to the original Waffle House.
The Waffle House has a motto of sorts: "You had a choice and you chose us."
And I suppose I chose the wrong card. And I chose who I am now. And God chose my choosing. So, it all works out.
Nothing last forever. In the end, it's all duct tape–an impermanent fix to the problem of time's passing.
That's what my dad does now, he metaphorically duct tapes things. At his practice, he heals the sick, for a while. And he fixes furniture for my mom's shop, until it breaks again. And he fixes stuff around the house, like the worn down heals of my old shoes. (And heavens, they are ungainly now!) But he has to know it won't last. With duct tape you get disillusioned pretty quick.
And I guess that's what disillusionment is, expecting things to be one way and having them turn out another way. And when one expects, as I do, that things will stay the same… Well, there isn't much chance of avoiding disillusionment.
Neil, do you suppose Jim Lovell still feels bad about not visiting the moon? After all, he was named a Time magazine man of the year in '68 for orbiting the moon, so doing it again in '70 wasn't so mean a feat.
He came so close, and then through no fault of his own he got zlich, nothing.
Heck, it makes for a better story anyway. No way Tom Hanks will ever play anyone on Apollo's 12, 14, 15, 16 or 17 and those guys ran around with you on the moon.
I guess he's disillusioned too.
He had a big future planned, where he was an American Hero returning from the moon, but instead he was just a disaster victim.
Nothing ever works out like you plan.
But, it isn't so bad being ordinary, I guess. Even going to Vanilla Furman University instead of Rocky Road MIT.
I have a choice and I choose to be satisfied, if not as fully illusioned.
I hope Jim Lovell does, too.