I keep taking everything to be a sign.
I feel the need to write about how I desperately want to banish negativity from my life. Such ridiculous and mundane complaints seem to envelop my world these days. I feed into it by complaining about the complaining. I’m just so frustrated with everyone else’s crankiness.
See, secretly, I am pretty content with my job.
I don’t make nearly enough money to warrant that statement, but there it is. I like my job.
I don’t like how much everyone at my job hates their jobs.
My friend Red, Thor’s second in command, she is always sick, and I do sympathize. However, she is just…she radiates such negativity.
And she talks about herself all the time, too. It kind of makes me cranky to be around her. I often wish to just escape from her presence.
I feel badly, mostly because she and I are friends.
I am dying to just enjoy the small things, to smile, to live in the moment.
A lot of my pain, most of it fleeting, comes from focusing too much on the future, and never being in the moment.
I want all the people in my life (none of whom are my family, mind you) to stop asking me what I am doing “next.”
I realize that working at Barnes and Noble is not the ideal life path, but for the moment, it is mine, and I’m okay with it.
So, I want sunshine, happiness, and just some simplicity. I will get back to it. I swear this.
Now, on a completely random note, I have to ask…
Does it disturb anyone that since I wrote about my dream of being chased by a grizzly bear I have found a lot of people seeking out my journal? Apparently a lot of people have dreams about being chased by grizzlies.
It’s mildly disturbing, is all.
In other news, Thor’s last day is officially April 12. Then he goes to the other Barnes and Noble. (Grr.)
One of our college kids has found a different job.
I need to go finish reading a book and go to bed now.
(After I listen to this smile-inducing Belle & Sebastian song, that is.)