Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Metaphorically Speaking, Of Course

Yesterday I managed to get through a Thing without slamming doors and erecting barricades and hauling out the bricks and mortar to reinforce ancient, crumbly walls.
Instead, I sat in the sand holding a brick and told myself I didn't need to do anything with it. I refrained from placing it in a wall or throwing it at anyone.
This is progress.

Also, (and this is NOT a metaphor) another Thing: I forgot to deliver Meals on Wheels yesterday. I felt about 1 centimeter high.
Not very many Things will push my "failure" button. But that Thing did.
And my Failure Button was probably sticking waaay out there because I had just gotten slammed in the chest with the other Thing. So there I was, lying flat on my back in the sand with my brick, pouting a little, and trying hard not to follow old patterns.

Today's a new day though, and it's a groovy one.


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