Jeff Riddall
2 min readAug 25, 2021

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Among Other Things

Every now and then all of us find ourselves in situations where we are doing something we'd rather not be doing. Whether it's competing a particularly onerous task at work or attending some mandated family function. We catch ourselves, staring off into space, dreaming of the things we'd rather be doing. Here's a brief list of some of the things I envision:

Enjoying a beer and a fully loaded hot dog in the tenth row directly behind the catcher at a major league baseball game.

Lying on a chaise lounge in the sun on the deck of a boat in the middle of some expansive body of water.

Walking with my beloved and the poochie under the canopy of a deep, dark, green boreal forest.

Savouring a fresh grilled taco and sipping on triple distilled blue agave tequila. Any taco/tequila combination will suffice.

Swaying with a crowd to the rhythm of live music under a starlit sky.

Floating weightless above a multi-coloured coral reef watching schools of fish dart and weave their way through the underwater obstacle course.

Skating on a fresh, clean sheet of ice on a pond or in a rink and feeling the brisk self-generated wind on my face.

Diving off a dock into the inviting arms of a cool, crisp lake on a hot summer day.

Binge watching a comedy or drama series with a freshly popped bowl of popcorn under a pile of blankets on the couch.

Watching a well struck golf ball soar through the air on a perfect trajectory towards a waiting green, flagstick and hole.

Driving down some previously undiscovered dirt road with the windows rolled down and the radio turned way up.

Reclining in a Muskoka chair with sandaled feet crossed up just beyond the extended reach of orange, yellow and red fingers leaping from angry scorched logs.

Listening to the constant hum and buzz of frogs and crickets and mosquitoes and cicadas and all other manner of wee beasties surrounding the tent at night.

But alas, these things will have to wait until I hit Save on this report for the last time or Aunt Edna is finished talking about her botched bunion surgery.

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Jeff Riddall

Husband and father of two kidults with a head full of random words and such. Lover of sports, beer, food, long walks & dogs; not necessarily in this order.