7 AM
This morning I was walking out of my apartment on the way to work when I crossed paths with this man walking into the front door. I said hello. He responded by saying, "It's a blessing that I'm alive this morning. I work at a mortuary and I am sick and tired of putting young men and young women into caskets. It's depressing. We're dying from a lack of love, a lack of care. So I'm going to check in on a friend of mine and see how he is doing."
I just kind of nodded and said, "Have a good night," forgetting that it was actually morning. The sun was just coming up as I was driving to work and I put on Patty Griffin and sang along so loudly and horribly that it made my throat hurt. I actually really enjoy early mornings when I am not too tired. As I drove I pondered all of the reasons why it is a blessing that I am alive this morning. I realized that there are many things in my life to be grateful for, and it felt really good to recognize them.
I decided that I don't want to be the boss at work anymore. Though, my biological clock has adjusted fairly quickly and now 8pm is "late", and waking up at 6:30am is "sleeping in." But I miss 2am. I miss breakfast at noon. When you're boss, you have no one to blame things on. And this whole situation has made me realize again that I am way too hard on myself.
It's a blessing that my boss returns next Thursday. It's a blessing that I am getting a raise next month.
I just kind of nodded and said, "Have a good night," forgetting that it was actually morning. The sun was just coming up as I was driving to work and I put on Patty Griffin and sang along so loudly and horribly that it made my throat hurt. I actually really enjoy early mornings when I am not too tired. As I drove I pondered all of the reasons why it is a blessing that I am alive this morning. I realized that there are many things in my life to be grateful for, and it felt really good to recognize them.
I decided that I don't want to be the boss at work anymore. Though, my biological clock has adjusted fairly quickly and now 8pm is "late", and waking up at 6:30am is "sleeping in." But I miss 2am. I miss breakfast at noon. When you're boss, you have no one to blame things on. And this whole situation has made me realize again that I am way too hard on myself.
It's a blessing that my boss returns next Thursday. It's a blessing that I am getting a raise next month.