Oh my lord

Okay, so I screwed up at work…OK?

Actually it wasn’t so bad. Luckily what they put me in charge of at this point is not all that serious, so me screwing up is definitely a screw up, but not of the bad variety kind. No ones going to get f-d or messed up because of my f up. But it was a pretty good one none the less.

And I swear these people could not be nicer about me screwing up. The lady who’s teaching me most of these things was so patient, so nice, never lost her cool. I love it here.

Anyway, with all the things going on here and my most recent addition to the “things to worry about” school, I say…pile it on.

Go ahead, give me more, I can handle it.

With the gym reconstitution of everything that feels good and the constant things flying at me, I’ve gotten to some weird place. I feel like Neo walking through the thousands of bullets and having them not touch me.

Like I’m standing in a storm and everything is flying around me, but I’m standing stock still, strong like bull.

I don’t know what it is, maybe the realization that these things really are out of my control, that the only thing I can do is control how I handle them, if I handle them at all. I’m all I got essentially, and I’m pretty cool. All these things going on in my life are NOT things that are under my thumbs. It’s all everyone else’s stuff. It affects me, but there’s nothing I can do.

So bring it, you wanna pile it on even more Life Gods? Nothing is going to change who I am essentially and my actions and my reactions. I stay the same. I stay strong. I stay aware and alert and as happy and contented as I can be.

It’s bell grande.