It’s cloudy, and I can’t quite decide whether it’s raining. Maybe it is.
Maybe it isn’t.
Before we get to the getting, thank you so much, Amy, for the coffee! It was a bright spot indeed in a day in which I was both disillusioned and glum. It was a kind thing to do, and I truly appreciate it.
And now Friday.
Last night, I was awake late, and there were bugs flitting through the streetlights. They looked like snowflakes, even though I knew they couldn’t be, not on a still, hot summer night.
And yet my eye was fooled by these slightly golden flashes. Eyes are easy to fool.
I did not sleep well, and that is thanks to life stuff, ongoing life stuff, irritatingly complicated life stuff, why can’t it ever be simple life stuff.
I guess yesterday’s mood has not quite left me. For good reason, as issues have not resolved, and I don’t think they’re going to resolve the way I thought they would.
Oh well.
All we can do is shrug and move on.
In the words that echo throughout the ages by those timeless philosophers, Chumbawamba, “I get knocked down. But I get up again.”
Up I get.
I will simply do what needs to be done the best I can do it. It seems clear now that the choice I made was not the right choice, but it’s not permanent yet.
It was a choice.
Not a perfect choice.
Apparently a wrong choice.
And truth be told I took that one because it seemed to be the easiest. It sure doesn’t look like it will work out that way.
So onward.
And with that, I wish you a wonderful Friday and an excellent weekend. If you have any dusting yourself off to do, I hope it goes easily.
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