The world I live in
Aug. 23rd, 2008 05:24 pmThe world I live in is far, far different than anything I thought or expected it might be when I was growing up. Today's proof of that is that a dragonfly just spent most of a minute perched on the edge of my laptop screen.
I'm sitting on my back deck, working on a client project, with music I like in the background and the squirrels raising a racket in the trees. The entire notion that I could make what passes for a living under such idyllic circumstances was well beyond my childhood comprehension.
This isn't my everyday existence. But it is my existence this afternoon, and that is a fine thing, indeed.
One CD ended and I'm now on to the next. And so it will be with work and everything else.
I'm sitting on my back deck, working on a client project, with music I like in the background and the squirrels raising a racket in the trees. The entire notion that I could make what passes for a living under such idyllic circumstances was well beyond my childhood comprehension.
This isn't my everyday existence. But it is my existence this afternoon, and that is a fine thing, indeed.
One CD ended and I'm now on to the next. And so it will be with work and everything else.