Where is it written that dessert has to be consumed at the end of the meal? Is it a law?
Advice for the day: Life is short. Eat dessert first.
Face it: we never know when our number is up. It is the one thing everyone, regardless of circumstances, cannot escape. Death makes every single, solitary person on the face of this planet equals. It doesn't matter a person's status while they live. Once we've passed on to the next plane, we are all equal.
I'm not trying to be morbid this morning. Just trying to make a point. And that point is: why do we worry so much about trivial things? I mean trivial things like "what would society think?" "what would that person think?" "I really shouldn't eat that slice of pie for dessert."
It comes back to the job thing, too. Why should I work a job that I dread going to every day? One answer is to pay the bills, of course. But isn't life much too short to spend it slaving away 8 (or more) hours a day doing something you can barely tolerate doing?
Sometimes there isn't much choice. Especially considering the employment market today. It is sad, though, that one must do what one has to do in order to survive.
I think about Steve Fossett and hope and pray he is alive out there. There wasn't anything in the news about the search yesterday. The media is a funny thing. They give a few days' coverage to the disappearance of a man who holds numerous world records and then they move on. Just move right on. But the search continues.
I'm still reading Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. I remember the first time I read the book, I did it in one weekend, I was so excited to read it. Since I'll be reading Order of the Phoenix and The Deathly Hallows right after, I have plenty of reading material for awhile. It really helps to escape the world's insanity for a minute.
After Harry Potter, I am going to read all four of Judy Mercer's books. Does anyone know anything about Judy Mercer? Like is she still alive and well and why did she stop writing? The books are all excellent: "Fast Forward" "Double Take" "Split Image" and "Blind Spot" are the only four books she has written (as far as I know). They are well-written with a unique story line. Something hard to find in today's contemporary literature.
If you look for the books at your local bookstore, they are out of print. However, you can find them online, some used copies going for a penny or a few cents. They are well worth reading.
Of course, there is really only one plot most writers can write about: good vs. evil. It's HOW a writer writes about good vs. evil that makes them good writers. That and creating memorable characters.
I'm a little bummed this morning. Gotta work today, of course. Don't get paid until Monday which means one more weekend of being broke (I hate being broke). But I don't have Ghost Whisperer to look forward to this evening. I really like that show. I love the supernatural aspect of it and can hardly wait for the new shows to begin on the 28th. Jericho is on in place of Ghost Whisperer tonight, which means I'll be watching Lara Coft: Tomb Raider instead. I don't like Jericho. It's depressing. It's also a little frightening. Too realistic. It's a lot like the way people act today, without a holocaust.
Or maybe there has already been a holocaust and we just didn't realize it. A holocaust doesn't have to be nuclear. It almost feels as though there has been some sort of spiritual holocaust that has changed this world, damaged it somehow. Not the earth itself, but the people on it. Apathy seems to reign supreme on this planet these days. It isn't the world that is changing; it is the people in it changing the world.
Maybe it's just me getting older. I just remember when I was a child, people seemed to care more. Maybe there is too much to care about and people can extend their empathy only so far before it reaches a breaking point.
I'm not certain - what it is or what I'm talking about. But it troubles me. Something isn't quite right but I can't put my finger on what it is or what to do about it.
So, I do what I must and do what I can. It's all a person can do, really.
I hope Steve Fossett is found alive and well today.
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Later.
Pen
Friday, September 7, 2007
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