Being a rock over time

October 10th, 2007 7:32 am —  114 views

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Part of my daily routine, though it’s not all that routine, is to read my horoscope online. For some reason this one little paragraph gives me a certain perspective on my day. Sure, I realize that horoscopes are probably written by somebody all blissed out on some made-up new age insight but that’s OK with me. I still get a kick out of reading them and seeing if I can interpret my circumstances to fit.

For example, the last line of my horoscope for today says, “…figure out how to make the best use of your time, rather than complaining about it.” Believe me, I want to complain about it. I want to rant about confusing assignment lists, too many articles to read, too many short deadlines to meet. I want to whine about bad dreams and upset stomach and how most days when I wake up I’m not even sure what day it is. But really, what would the point of all that complaining be?

Like a dexter juggernaut, I steadfastly plow forward. Like an unmoving rock, I let the waves of event and circumstance wash against me. Though time, sand, and silt will take it’s toll, it is probably best to think of such as rounding my sharp corners.

Image: These are some big rocks piled along the pier in Charlevoix. I took this picture on our rainy walk last weekend. Rocks are cool. Pop rocks and Coca-Cola are not.

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