Jul 20, 2017 Food Infused with Negative Energy

I eat out a lot, and buy a lot of prepared foods.
It’s my biggest indulgence.
Usually, the people who work behind the counter,
serving me my extravagant nourishments
are lovely, or fine, or just putting in an honest days work.
Occasionally, the person behind the counter offends me,
transferring their wretched misery into my chocolate croissant,
infusing it with so much negative energy that after making a hasty retreat
I realize that I can’t stomach the pastry, and throw it out.
Sometimes, (in my mind) I rage against the person behind the counter.
Lately, I recognize that my reaction to their negativity is a message from
my inner people telling me that they’d like me to take a breathe,
and tune into what I need to do to take care of myself.
Because that’s my job, and not the job of the people behind the counter.

Jul 6, 2017 Today Could Be Our Very Last Day. Ever.

I try to remember that every day may be my last,
and that every moment is an opportunity to savor and appreciate all that is.
And then at other times I think …
whatever,
who cares,
everyone should just leave me to my vices cause this could be my last day.

Jun 8, 2017 He Said / She Said Type of Thing

Let’s say you were in the middle of an argument, a he said/she said type of thing.
And in the middle of the argument you began to doubt yourself.
Would you admit it to your opponent/love of your life,
or would you do what I tend to do?

Apr 29, 2017 I may have bought too many pens

I went a little overboard at the art supply store. Big deadline looming on the 15th of May, and I’m terrified of running out of ink.