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be changed, is my routine, to fit into what cannot be changed, my on-call schedule. that is how i started my day -> Medicate, Meditate and Move, so i could get five miles in, without having to carry my phone. as i finish my breakfast and head to the showers, i realize that breaking out of the routine i have set for myself, as rut as one may look at it, i did not die, the world did not end and my hair is not on fire. the best part is i GET to sneak away in a little bit to grab my coffee beverage and “cheat” on my on-call duties, by being away from the “ball and chain” that my employer lets me use to work on.
oddly enough, as i sat this morning, there was not a whole lot that bubbled up from the depths of my quiet. as i look through the state of my life today, the unacceptable bits and pieces, are really not all that overwhelming. it is true that the brutal expression of racism and intolerance seems to be in the news on a daily basis. the screams of injustice from the right side of the political system seems to be pushing society towards the left. the pandemic may not be “locking” me in my home anymore, but the new “normal” does not seem to be evident yet. all of that and the general intolerance all around me, are unacceptable and yet, i am finding the ways and means to allow myself to accept that stuff and be okay with my life as it is.
closer to home, a peer who has been missing in action for the past few days, popped back up and texted me this morning. i am not certain what i need to accept there and where i may be able the effect change. for right now, i think i am going to go remove the consequences of five miles from my body, and see if i can get roiling through all the stuff i am “expected” to get done by my employer, my peers, my family members and society in general, just for today.

∞ DT ∞