Some memes

one of my recurring nightmares, is that this life that i have been given is all a dream and i am wasting away in a persistent vegetative state inside some rehab facility. exactly how could i tell what is real or what is not, regardless of what Descartes may have said? which certainly changes the notion of the reading to what may be. my answer to the question of what is real and what is not, is that since i cannot discern whether or not i am living or just dreaming, i might as well go with i am living my dream and let the notion of this life being a dream, fade to black.
coming back to the here and now, i certainly have not been having one of the most stellar weeks at work, in fact the past twelve days has sucked to the max. when i make the quip about coming out of the pandemic as a hunk, chunk or drunk; door number three is quite tempting. i have to work at midnight tonight and maybe again on Thursday night, and i am not thrilled to do so. a shot of something, might make that reality a bit more palatable, but my concern would be the spiral down into places i do not want to be. seriously, i have taken care of most of my past and have a course set for the future, and the present? well the present is not as bad as i like to make it out to be. at least i did not have to climb on my parent's roof to clean the snow out of their satellite dish last night. so i guess i need to get back to working and taking care of my bidness, in real time and allow myself the FREEDOM to have a bit of FAITH, THAT THIS TOO SHALL PASS, ALL I HAVE TO DO IS LIVE THROUGH IT.

∞ DT ∞