last day of work at pwc
just enough coffee for one cup
crackers with peanut butter for breakfast
i sit on the living room floor writing this
the cooler hums like a giant mosquito
in the echo
the giant green couch is gone, as is every other piece of furniture
a silver fish slithers across the floor, pauses, sizes me up and continues on its way
probably towards the 10-or-so popcorn kernels that were hiding under the couch
though i doubt silverfish eat popcorn
and i should really sweep that up…. tomorrow
last night, i dreamed of herds of cattle drowning in a deluge.
and then the sun came out and i found myself comforting two horses
that knew something had been up so i brought them to the spot where the deluge had been and where nothing was left
i don’t know what it means and i’m done questioning anyways
yesterday, over a glass of wine in the renoir restaurant of the sofitel hotel,
a coworker asked:
would you rather make a bad decision too soon or a good decision later?
i answered the former
i think it’s best to simply make a damn decision and deal with the consequences later
life’s too short to wait for everything to be lined up perfectly
that is what i’ve done and from that decision unraveled everything
so that now i am here, on my living room floor,
with my popcorn kernels and silver fish, writing this
and i’m not looking back
“and even if - you’re scared stiff - you can trust in this - you can trust in this”
