“I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back.” ~ Maya Angelou
“Never let your sense of morals prevent you from doing what is right.” ~ Isaac Asimov
“I think I’ve discovered the secret of life — you just hang around until you get used to it.” ~ Charles Schultz
“How can I be substantial if I do not cast a shadow? I must have a dark side also If I am to be whole.” ~ Carl Jung
Turtledoves and fresh sunlight. Coffee and lap-cat. Morning news and a heap of classic WTFs. Not a bad way to start the day. Even before the fresh pot of coffee was made I got a good jumpstart by finishing off the cold half a cup leftover from my therapy session yesterday. Yes, I take coffee to therapy – don’t know why. Maybe to wake up the sleeping authentic self? Yeh, buddy. But I do use it as a prop, to punctuate the dialog in various ways. I learned the prop thing from reading Shirley MacLaine, of all people. I was into her New Age stuff. When I was living in Worcester, Massachusetts, back in 1987, a friend stopped by one day. He saw Shirley’s book “Going Within” sitting on the coffee table and said “Going Within?”. I replied “It’s better than going without”. We had that kind of relationship.
So they say that monsoons may kick in next week. I’m ready. As beautiful as this place is I have the sub-tropics so ingrained within my soul that the hunger for moisture, which is necessary in these parts, takes some effort to maintain. Parts of my body and mind are hardwired to all moisture all the time. Let it rain. That’s what I say. And not much more than that. I’ve got Medicare on my mind and it ain’t goin’ away. I went through the booklet this morning and found that it isn’t quite as confusing and/or intimidating as I’d expected, yet it still doth make the head spin a tad. A spinning head is also ingrained. It’s a trauma thing, but I ain’t goin’ into that right now. All’s I’m going into right now, or soon, is the shower. Then maybe go for a drive to clear out the cobwebs. Onward.
Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.