Yesterday I wrote about “Thriving Amid Adversity” and said
“Yet we do have the ability within us to be like this flower, finding a way to get up when the world knocks us down. We can bring the tiniest bit of beauty and joy to the world, even if it sucks. We can still make it better.”
It was easy to say then, harder to do today.
There’s a fair amount of rage to deal with today. I’m functional, deadlines to keep, places to go, people to piss off, but it’s more autopilot than innovation.
“Be the flower,” I said.
Yeah, right now I might be something with thorns, at best, and I don’t mean a rose, or even a cactus. More like one of those invasive species with the pollen that’s incredibly toxic and the sap that blisters, burns, and blinds.
Tomorrow I’ll see what I can do about channeling that into something productive.
Tonight?
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 