i woke up this morning at 7am, as is my custom most days, in order to run. very proud of myself as i’ve recently gotten up to 3 miles per day. on this particular friday morning, however, i got all dressed up for nothing: it’s raining. i suppose a more dedicated type than me would shrug it off but i won’t do it. wet. slippery. icky. back to bed.
but that’s not my issue. my issue is that it’s raining. in los angeles. IN JUNE. don’t misunderstand me. i’m not complaining – i’m mystified. and part of me is starting to wonder if my mood has been affecting the weather.
my personal and professional stress has put me in such a downbeat funk that i’m genuinely concerned that i’ve wrought this dismal weather pattern down on this fine region typically known for “75 and sunny” on a daily basis.
if that’s the case, los angeles, you have my deepest and sincerest apologies. and i promise i shall do my best to lift myself out of this.
to stop allowing the bastards to grind me down.
to stop longing for things and people i cannot have.
to turn karma around in my favor, goddammit, because i’m the boss of me.
i’m a driver, i’m a winner.
things are gonna change, i can feel it.
Tags: job, los angeles
