Some memes

greet change, with less of a closed mind and a defensive reaction, is certainly something i can work on today. i have to admit, change and growth were not on my mind as i sat this morning. that topic did not get picked up during the six or so miles i moved through after breakfast. in fact, no matter how hard i tried, change and growth just were not ideas i could wrap my head around this morning, so as of now, i am to give it a rest. what did keep bubbling up to the surface was the fantasy of what i would do, if i won a million or more dollars in PowerBall. that notion is so terribly obsessive at times, i just need to start counting backwards from 100, to purge it from my mind,m or push myself to move even faster. when that fantasy was exorcised from my mind, what i felt was a bit of gratitude for having the ability to separate fact from function, even in this world of “alternate” truths where press secretaries never lie and the Italian military has satellites capable of flipping hundreds of thousands of votes, and just for one race in an election. i do know that i have not won millions of dollars and more than likely will never win millions of dollars, so it is better to let that notion go and move along.
moving along today, at least for me, is to finish my laundry, grab some lunch. and possibly enjoy a stogie with a friend this afternoon. what it does not mean, is fuming and fretting about the myriad of things i can do nothing about. i cannot get the vaccine resisters to run out and get vaccinated, but i can wear a mask so i do not pick up and pass along, the latest and greatest version of COVID. i am not about to have my trip to Greece cancelled because i get exposed to one of the ignorant, unvaccinated masses. i know where my power lies in this situation and it is in masking up and maintaining social distancing. i also know that i cannot prevent getting it, if i choose to leave my home, but i can reduce the chances. it is not unlike my work situation. i cannot tell which of these “nibbles” will lead to someone giving my a chance, so i have to chase them all down. i learn from each interview what to say and am getting much better at “selling myself.” it feels more than a bit dishonest, and perhaps it is, but it seems the way a job hunt needs to go. anyhow, lunch has been ordered, i am out of things to write about and hungry, hungry, hungry. it must be time to post this little ditty on the interwebs and move along to the next order of bidness -- LUNCH TIME!

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