At work, we've been undergoing some re-construction. Some days, it feels like we've lost our moorings. Other days, it feels like our family has been ripped apart. Today, it feels a bit like being on vacation from ourselves. Admittedly, what we are experiencing is nothing compared to some of the difficult work or non-work that others are experiencing. I simply want to complain to someone. Without being fixed, soothed, or shrunk by a shrink. I only want to complain.
This past week, in the midst of heart-aching, mind-numbing, brain-bashing transitions, a friend said keep your rudder in the water and your eyes on the stars.
So, am stargazing.
Nothing yet.
Nothing, yet...
1 comment:
we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars...
which makes me think of one of my all-time favorite poems. http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/618.html
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