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Maybe It's Good Thing

Lately I've been amazed at how strong my feelings can be. While I don't miss the intense emotions of my teen years, I guess it's good to know that I can still respond to life in a powerful way.

Nap Desk

I could use a George Constanza nap desk right now.

Today's Challenges

Staying focused on work
Remembering happy times that aren't related to the things that I miss
Remembering that happy times are just as real as sad times
Allowing myself to do the things I have to do to get through without judging myself
Keeping a safe distance from the vortex of the hypothetical
Remembering that all troubles are not necessarily interconnected

Bubble Wrap

There are a lot of things that work for others that don't work for me. If you know me, you can probably guess what those things are.

Life is absurd.

Maybe I'd be happier with illusions, but I can't resist bursting them. Like a kid with a sheet of bubble wrap. Bubble wrap protects things. Yes, it's satisfying it is to pop every last air chambler, but then all you have left is an ugly sheet of plastic.

I really, really want to be happy. Right now, the only real way to happiness that I see is to have no expectations. No exceptions and the minimum of hope.

I am not good at this.

Missing the Jamboree

I wish the idea of people moving on and moving away didn't make me feel blue. It's natural to miss people, but this feeling I get of being left behind doesn't make much sense. I guess part of that is a hold over from being a little sister and watching my older brother go away on adventures I was too young to have. I probably wouldn't have enjoyed the cub scout jamboree, but who knows? It was probably better than staying home.

I Might Shave

I'm supposed to meet this guy tonight. I guess it's a date. I might shave.

Flashback

I'm in the middle of watching season four of The Wire and I'm afraid it's going to give me flashbacks to that short-lived job I don't bother to list on my resume. Oh, well. Maybe it will be cathartic.

It's been nearly 10 years since I moved to Philly to become a teacher. Damn.