FD Thornton
I dreamed that I was the President last night, I won’t say I solved any of the country’s problems. But I did approach the office with the civility and grace it deserves. After a crappy afternoon of two power outages and plenty of stormy weather. I only slept till 3:30 in the morning, only to find myself pretending to sleep the rest of the night. I do my damnedest not to watch the news; but social media got the best of me, so I fell asleep listening to a political podcast. They were complaining about the left, and the right, and everything else in between, I suppose only to cover all the bases for their sponsors.
But I’ve finished taking my medicine for the morning (all sixteen of them) saving another thirteen for later. Looking out the double windows in my office, I see nothing but grey cloudy skies and thread bare pecan trees. I’m still trying to figure out if it’s going to be hot or cold the rest of the day, but I decided to leave my comfort up to fate. Living with central heat and air I’m still getting used to the imprisoned life of shut doors and closed windows. But at least the hedges along the fence line are trimmed giving my prison a little uniformity.
Often life comes at you with little to no meaning. You wake up, you get dressed, and you go about your day. There are no meaningful connections made, no extraordinary revelations revealed, or even a mild pat on the back. You just live to make it through another day. I’ve sat through a many a seminars where they get you so hyped on Red Bull and glazed donuts; only to still crash and burn after having a thousand doors slammed in your face. I don’t mean to be so cynical about hype and positive affirmations. But I’ve discovered one quiet walk through the park is worth a lot more than any expensive fire walk with Mr. Robbins. So take a moment and reflect on your life, forgive yourself of your shortcomings, and create a little uniformity.
But I’ve finished taking my medicine for the morning (all sixteen of them) saving another thirteen for later. Looking out the double windows in my office, I see nothing but grey cloudy skies and thread bare pecan trees. I’m still trying to figure out if it’s going to be hot or cold the rest of the day, but I decided to leave my comfort up to fate. Living with central heat and air I’m still getting used to the imprisoned life of shut doors and closed windows. But at least the hedges along the fence line are trimmed giving my prison a little uniformity.
Often life comes at you with little to no meaning. You wake up, you get dressed, and you go about your day. There are no meaningful connections made, no extraordinary revelations revealed, or even a mild pat on the back. You just live to make it through another day. I’ve sat through a many a seminars where they get you so hyped on Red Bull and glazed donuts; only to still crash and burn after having a thousand doors slammed in your face. I don’t mean to be so cynical about hype and positive affirmations. But I’ve discovered one quiet walk through the park is worth a lot more than any expensive fire walk with Mr. Robbins. So take a moment and reflect on your life, forgive yourself of your shortcomings, and create a little uniformity.
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