Tuesday, Nov. 07, 2006
The Blues Funkified
It's well past ungodly o'clock and I should be sleeping. Unfortunately instead I'm still debating another round of work for the night, coming full-circle to what sent me into a bout of tears a couple of weekends ago. Unfortunately some things never change.
Well, I've been debating that and considering quitting my job, the rest of the world be damned.
MC talked me out of it earlier today and he's right; we really need the money right now. We will always need the money and there's really pretty much no chance I'll ever escape this gerbil cage until the day I die.
Which at this rate ought to be sometime next week.
Just ignore my current funk. I'm using this space to blow off steam, because I know now there's no place else I can really do it. MC's concerns are justified. And if I keel over, it's not the end of the world, just the end of my world, which hasn't ever counted for much and isn't likely to start mattering now.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )