Lost in Place

Funny how things come to mind, sometimes

coming from out of the blue. Why is it we say,

“out of the blue” anyway?” I know the sky

seems a vast place encircling the Earth, seeming

to go on forever and ever.

Surely things get lost up there. And occasionally

stuff falls unexpectedly from above. (Gravity will

have its way.) But, no one really foresees a friggin’

meteorite falling at their feet. Yet when it does,

that could be said to have fallen “out of the blue.”

Anyway, a funny thing—the mind, and difficult

if not impossible to sometimes explain. For now,

however, “out of the blue” will just have to do.

Oh, you may be saying to yourself right about

now, Damn it, Christopher, get to the point!

Okay, okay, take a deep breath and allow me

to explain…

Got to thinking about all the places I have lived

over a lifetime of nearly 72-years. I won’t bother

you with all the sordid details for it would fill

volumes, and in the process, I’m sure, it might

drive many of you plumb-crazy.

(And by the way, why in hell is it plumbs are

often referred to as crazy? Just another nonsen-

sical thought “out of the blue” up for discussion

perhaps another day.)

Anyhow, at last count I came up with over thirty

places in a half-dozen cities where I have lived, a

number only exceeded by the number of jobs I

have worked along the way. Why, that’s just

plumb-crazy! you may say. And I agree, making

me far crazier than any self-respecting plumb

could ever claim to be. In fact, I got so good at it,

moving from place to place, finding new places

to move and live, places where no one had even

considered living, places so unknown that no one

could find me, or even get to know me anymore.

No rhyme to reason to the madness per se, just

another move, willy-nilly and coming from nowhere

seemingly, “out of the blue.” That’s plumb-crazy,

some would say. 

My phone number hasn’t changed in awhile...
call me.

Chris Hanch 7-23-18