I’m currently reading Farley Mowat’s “Otherwise” I love the
title. He is so clear in talking about his childhood and his imagination. I am
inspired by at least one line or one paragraph on the page.
My apartment, my dream apartment is cold; so cold the fridge
stops running unless I turn on the heat in the kitchen. And I don’t care
because it’s still my dream apartment. I now have a kitchen table to let people
sit at and eat when they come to visit, rather than have them sit on the couch
and have Tini stick her face in their salad while they sit on the couch. All
tables in my house are used for writing.
I had a dream about my boss the mean one who tried twice to
have my fired. I understand some of the reasons why, but those are only guesses,
and I usually feel guilty and not perfect and often confused when I think about
those days. SO I did something last night after a bottle of Strongbow during a
huge winter storm. I gave it up, I passed the confusion the hate the distrust
back to him, I said he could have it now, I didn’t need to be affected by him
ten years later. Especially when my current boss and job doesn’t work like that
and I’m not that person anymore.
I feel blessed by the universe with what I have at this very
moment.
Aren't cats wonderful.
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