top 4 things on my mind:
1) it's funny how gossip can start an overnight best friend kind of friendship. the art of being in people's business.
2) perception is everything. this sums up my job description as an mp.
3) i have a "beauty list" of things to do. and much gym time. in a small amount of time.
4) just ate a hardboiled egg. really need to start setting the timer on these; this batch was so on point.. the last, not so much.
I'm ready to go home. actually, I'm ready for a lot of things. I'm at work, where we are 4 days on, 5 days off (3 break days, 2 training days). i want out. I'm practically turning green over this word "civilian". ha, I'm envying no one in particular. just all the ideals that are "civilian-qualifying".
I'm not "good" here. i don't "fit" the job. it's not my cup of coffee. and that is exactly the worst part of it all: not being "good" at what I'm supposed to be "good" at. I'm failing no one; perhaps myself, i am though. making military cop-like settlements. people misunderstand me, too, which I'm beginning to not mind. i like a reason to be quiet and to keep from having conversations. i do not think of myself better than anyone; swear it. there's no such thing as "better". people though... people are like treasure chests of artifacts and valuables. but the majority of them are shipwrecked and sunk to the bottom of the pacific. lost out at sea, tossed by every person around them and by situations they are in. those uncomfortable ones, or the ones where they have to speak up and put on someone else's hat quick enough because they know not themselves. be true to thyself?
i cannot begin to tell you how much i love me-time. i like cleaning things in unmatching clothes, having cups and cups of coffee, planning a low carb diets, and painting my nails while listening to joel olsteen. all the praying over food that came straight from the earth, holding hands with a boyfriend i never knew i could have. something about quinoa makes my heart happy. and something about him makes it happier and happiest.
so about these 4 thoughts.
I'm ready to go home. actually, I'm ready for a lot of things. I'm at work, where we are 4 days on, 5 days off (3 break days, 2 training days). i want out. I'm practically turning green over this word "civilian". ha, I'm envying no one in particular. just all the ideals that are "civilian-qualifying".
I'm not "good" here. i don't "fit" the job. it's not my cup of coffee. and that is exactly the worst part of it all: not being "good" at what I'm supposed to be "good" at. I'm failing no one; perhaps myself, i am though. making military cop-like settlements. people misunderstand me, too, which I'm beginning to not mind. i like a reason to be quiet and to keep from having conversations. i do not think of myself better than anyone; swear it. there's no such thing as "better". people though... people are like treasure chests of artifacts and valuables. but the majority of them are shipwrecked and sunk to the bottom of the pacific. lost out at sea, tossed by every person around them and by situations they are in. those uncomfortable ones, or the ones where they have to speak up and put on someone else's hat quick enough because they know not themselves. be true to thyself?
i cannot begin to tell you how much i love me-time. i like cleaning things in unmatching clothes, having cups and cups of coffee, planning a low carb diets, and painting my nails while listening to joel olsteen. all the praying over food that came straight from the earth, holding hands with a boyfriend i never knew i could have. something about quinoa makes my heart happy. and something about him makes it happier and happiest.
so about these 4 thoughts.
people gossip. people are in people's business. i wonder why. it's an honest question. what is so interesting about others' lives who we know nothing about, but talk like we know everything. personally, i don't have time to be in people's business. people do what they do, and they are allowed to do what they do, so let them do what they do and say what they say, and have some grace.
okay, now onto perception. according to Webster: a judgment resulting from awareness or understanding. perfect. so basically, we are entitled to gossip and are all-knowing in our perceptions that provide us productive, intelligent conversations. "perception is everything". and, because it is everything, we must alter our character. i can't decide if i like being misunderstood, or if i like the alterations. as of late, my preference is the alterations. conversations and people are unbecoming; I'd rather keep myself on higher ground. i like the concentration it takes to "become".
my beauty list? i need to trim my nails, paint them and apply the clear top coat. shave my legs and lotion up. wash the work smell out of my hair. maybe put eggs and honey on my face, cucumbers on my eyes. i like having this to look forward to. i also have a package coming (: my favorite perfume (adrenaline). it will be like Christmas. yes, i like that. today is like Christmas. i ate excellent hardboiled eggs, AND have a package waiting for me.
okay, now onto perception. according to Webster: a judgment resulting from awareness or understanding. perfect. so basically, we are entitled to gossip and are all-knowing in our perceptions that provide us productive, intelligent conversations. "perception is everything". and, because it is everything, we must alter our character. i can't decide if i like being misunderstood, or if i like the alterations. as of late, my preference is the alterations. conversations and people are unbecoming; I'd rather keep myself on higher ground. i like the concentration it takes to "become".
my beauty list? i need to trim my nails, paint them and apply the clear top coat. shave my legs and lotion up. wash the work smell out of my hair. maybe put eggs and honey on my face, cucumbers on my eyes. i like having this to look forward to. i also have a package coming (: my favorite perfume (adrenaline). it will be like Christmas. yes, i like that. today is like Christmas. i ate excellent hardboiled eggs, AND have a package waiting for me.
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