The only thing I can do in between sucking up to customers and their endless jokes about 'just one slice of pie but I shouldn't har har har' while they fish for a compliment is to daydream about running away.
Briefly. I could run briefly. I have obligations here. I have a life here.
Actually I'm a little burnt today, a little turnt, even. Maybe one begets the other but I go into each day with guns blazing, super morning-person not even checked, super super super. Holy energy. It starts at a thousand and then slowly ticks down like a full charge to black screen and once again by three this afternoon, I couldn't have lifted another coffee pot if I tried, and happily handed mine over to my successor for the day. She scowled at me and I know damn well she doesn't have the same work ethic. Not like I care though.
God. It's so liberating not to care.
But I do care. I want to do well. I want to matter. I want to have a regular life.
Caleb laughs when I tell him this. That isn't a regular request.
It's the one I have for you.
Bridget-
Choose.
Fine. I'll get back to you once I've thought about it.
I'll be waiting.
The choice? Either taking me to fucking Burning Man this year or we're going to the Gathering of the Juggalos instead. Not sure if this will light a fire under them but frankly either or sounds like a blast. I will get to something this summer. Not taking no for an answer.
Briefly. I could run briefly. I have obligations here. I have a life here.
Actually I'm a little burnt today, a little turnt, even. Maybe one begets the other but I go into each day with guns blazing, super morning-person not even checked, super super super. Holy energy. It starts at a thousand and then slowly ticks down like a full charge to black screen and once again by three this afternoon, I couldn't have lifted another coffee pot if I tried, and happily handed mine over to my successor for the day. She scowled at me and I know damn well she doesn't have the same work ethic. Not like I care though.
God. It's so liberating not to care.
But I do care. I want to do well. I want to matter. I want to have a regular life.
Caleb laughs when I tell him this. That isn't a regular request.
It's the one I have for you.
Bridget-
Choose.
Fine. I'll get back to you once I've thought about it.
I'll be waiting.
The choice? Either taking me to fucking Burning Man this year or we're going to the Gathering of the Juggalos instead. Not sure if this will light a fire under them but frankly either or sounds like a blast. I will get to something this summer. Not taking no for an answer.