So day 3 of no series… or wine… *looks around, takes a sip of wine* SHUTTUP… it was a long weird day. My posts will very likely be more personal from now on, because, well, I feel like it.
So wine in hand, I type (well not really, I’m typing with both hands like a grown-up, using most of my fingers) – what was my point? My fridge is full of spinach, yes, full… as in 3 huge bunches of wild spinach have taken over my fridge (remember Monday’s F&V adventure?), so naturally I don’t make juice for dinner, but rather defrost some veggie-curry-soup-concoction, and grab white toast as an appetizer. It is winter after all – the curry burnt slightly while I was typing stupid things and then deleting them – it’s actually delicious now!
I will leave you with this thought, a quote sent to me by my coach (I will elaborate on this in another post)
“I must learn to love the fool in me-the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries. It alone protects me against that utterly self-controlled, masterful tyrant whom I also harbour and who would rob me of my human aliveness, humility, and dignity but for my Fool.”
― Theodore I. Rubin
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