What doesn’t kill you, blah blah blah.
People like to say “what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger”. I must be Atlas by now.
I am back from my week-long, running away from home vacation to Mexico. I made it four days. I’m struggling to not consider it a failure. I’m struggling to believe that I made the best decision for myself when I called my parents in tears and asked them to book me a flight home; I was too distressed to do it myself; the interface on my iPhone was too difficult for my challenged state of mind…
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Running away from home
I’m running away from home at the end of the week.
That’s sounds very dramatic.
The “running” will actually take place on an airplane; I’m headed to Mexico for a week at an all-inclusive. My credit card company is pleased with my impulsive decision. I’m grateful for the credit limit that allowed me to make the purchase. I’m not so thrilled with the idea of paying it off for the next year, but needs must…
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Choosing the big or small picture
Focusing on the world’s big picture is not making me happy.
I would go so far as to say it’s making me miserable and yet I can’t seem to stop. I’m addicted to the information highway.
I get the newspaper (or three) and I read chunks of it every day. I follow political and current event websites. I stalk the daily posts on twitter.
It’s leading me to the conclusion that we’re all doomed and the world should probably be cleansed by fire…
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Tetchy and out of sorts.
The world would be a much easier place if everyone did things my way. Then I wouldn’t get frustrated, out of sorts, and irritated.
It is, of course, everyone else’s fault.
The people in my life, especially the ones I live with, commit egregious sins constantly. I’m pretty sure they do it on purpose, intent on destroying my calm and wrecking my day.
The litany of complaints I have is exhaustive…
From Famine to Feast 