The Drive To Work

 I have been thinking about left brain right brain controls. And I wonder if going to school and learning is more on the creative side rather than the logic side. It’s learning schoolwork the same as creating pottery?

Roar by Katy Perry

 Great song for the drive into work. 

Why?

 Why does that little voice in my head hate me so much?  I am tired of her squating in my mental space.  Making me feel badly.  Everyday I do my best to be my best, to love my best. No voice should have such power.  I am 60, too old for little voices.  

The Morning Drive In

 Christmas lights are being replaced by dawn.  Spring is coming.  

What is it about work?

 It’s the adrenaline.  It’s the community. It’s celebrating the successes. And problem solving.  

And how did today go?

The work side of my brain kicked in, took over, and we worked like a mule.  It was exciting.  So why do I drag my feet back in after a holiday?  It’s comfortable to be firing on all cylinders.  Perhaps that is why I find it so hard to relax.  I am in a discovery stage in my life.  Old age...  wishing for younger days.  

I think about posting all the time

 It’s been a while, but I’m still here.  I have two sides of my brain, creative and work.  After four days off, much of it spent thinking about not wanting to come back to work and the rest trying to relax and enjoy the moment. And now I am back here at my desk and the work side is taking over.  Directed.  On task. Focused.  

The new year is ringing in with a new eating plan and old age.  I’m 60.  Recovering from a back injury and lamenting the fact I am no longer 20 or even 40.  I see an old fat woman in the mirror.  I try to tell myself there is more than meets the eye.  2021 will be my eye opening year.  Be well. Stay safe. 

Darkness isn’t the end

Every year I go through this same realization that life continues after the sun sets.  And before the sun rises.  Short days.  Long nights.  Breathe.  Go out into the cool darkness.  Find a calm peace there.  No sense of urgency.   

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👤 Are you the faceless employee?  What does that even mean?  Faceless to whom?  I can't even wrap my mind around such a concept.  Still I find it hard to move on from such an assessment. No value added here.  Move along.  

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Bill Cosby

As a child I listened over and over to Bill Cosby's skits on an album owned by my parents. As a family, we watched his TV shows and movies.  He was in our home and welcomed.  

And now it's official, that trust is broken for 60 women and for the whole world.   

His attorney asked for leniency for the legally blind 81 year old violent sexual offender.  Stating he would not offend again.  That he was safe tobe out in society.   

Thankfully the judge was not swayed.  The crimes, the drugging and rapes, the gross misuse of power, must be paid for.  Three years.... doesn't seem long enough.  

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Seemingly small

We collect fliptops. Turn them in for the price of scrap aluminum and donate the proceeds to Daniel's Table. Daniel's Table is an organization focused on ridding the world of childhood hunger one city at a time. 

Each fliptop is a small act of kindness.  So small.  Found in parking garages.  Sidewalks.   Bars.  Parties.  Our own recycle bins.  Opportunities to think of those hungry among us.  

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