No idea what the weather is doing today, and I think it doesn’t either. It’s somehow both sunny and cloudy but not partly of either. Weird.
Yesterday I went to the dentist, who is very far away, and it turned into a whole day. It wasn’t too bad, aside from the cleaning, which I never enjoy but has to be done. I really adore my hygienist, though, she was brand new when she started with me and so conscientious. The best part is she loves what she does.
She’s one of those people whose whole life is falling into place, bit by bit. She recently got married, in the time intervening our appointments. It’s amazing how life changes in six months increments.
Or doesn’t change at all.
The rhythm of life is not the same for everyone, though. A beat of a different drummer can be used pejoratively, but why? We are all fundamentally different, one way or another.
We cannot measure ourselves by anyone else’s score, musical or numerical. That way only unhappiness lies, as can we live only our own lives and no one else’s. And we just see the outside anyway, how would we know what the inside is like?
I hope all insides are happy, frankly, no matter the shape and form. Maybe that seems like a tall order, but I don’t think it should be. Unfortunately too many people work far too hard to make it not so, especially for others, as though a limited amount of happy exists and they want to hoard it.
It doesn’t work that way, as happy cannot be stolen; it will turn bitter and disintegrate to dust.
It can be dampened though, or poisoned, so think about that before you become the kind of person who tries, as though taking it away from someone else will make you feel better.
Anyway, I’m not sure where I’m going, as I feel like I already got there, so I will end with this: it takes nothing from you to have joy for other people’s joys.
And with that I wish you a wonderful Thursday.
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