Yesterday, as I was leaving campus in my car (I usually take the bus), this thought just popped into my head. I was listening to the Indigo Girls (had to after posting the video). Well perhaps not popped. I was thinking about the meme from yesterday and the lyrics to Closer to Fine. The part where they sing about the philosophy professor who had never seen a B-grade movie made the thought pop into my head. And given the way of thought and how spirit speaks to us it isn’t just a sentence I can type out. So this might get a bit long…
I was thinking about people who choose a specific path in their life and all their interests, all the things they do, all of them circle around that one specific path. And how small that path can be. It occurred to me that there have been times in my life when I have been ashamed that I was such a “late bloomer” *cough* alcoholic *cough* drug addict *cough*. That I don’t have very much to show for my life. I don’t own a home, until recently I drove a very old car, I have very little savings and only because my employer is keeping it for me. Money and time just slip through my fingers…
*BAM* (that was the thought that popped into my head, I see now it was a bam not a pop)
You have lived a very full, very diverse, very interesting life, you. You get to say Wow, let’s do it again!
You have been a homeless drug addict, a stripper, a teller, a paperperson, Continue reading
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