It’s a gloomy, gray day, and already we’ve had thunder and lightning. There’s more expected later as well.
My head is filled with as many problems as there are raindrops, and as many solutions as the wind has to offer.
Which is surprisingly few, even for wind.
Once again, I’m in a hold pattern, waiting. Waiting, waiting, waiting.
I’m not sure anyone enjoys waiting. Or maybe some people do, it’s forced downtime.
Downish time.
Because it’s not like you can just relax into it.
Or maybe some people do.
I’ll be honest with you, I was hopeful that something more wisdomy would strike as I wrote, but so far…nah.
Perhaps the answer lies in more coffee. Maybe I’ll try that.
Bottoms up!
Which might be a bad idea with coffee. Scalding hot coffee.
And of course, having used the phrase I had to look up the origin. Likely apocryphal, supposedly the phrase originates from people being conscripted into the British Royal Navy by a sneaky coin at the bottom of their glasses. Accepting the coin meant accepting payment, and suddenly, they were sailors.
Who knows.
Well there are no sneaky payments at the bottom of my coffee cup, only more coffee. Or less coffee, depending on how you look at it.
Life is full of people coercing you or trying to coerce you into things you don’t want to do, from the smallest level to the national. People who decide your time is their time, if only they can snatch it.
If only they can get you to grab that coin.
It didn’t work in Wisconsin.
It doesn’t have to work for any of us, really. People use the word “resist” but sometimes the hardest resisting we do is within the confines of our own minds. Listening to our own thoughts.
Not giving into the relentless outside pressure.
Finding ways to fill the time waiting.
We are each the captain of our own tiny, single-passenger vessels. Let’s steer them wisely, even on a rainy day.
Have a great Wednesday.






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