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Promising

John will not jump out of an airplane today as planned. That event has been rescheduled to next week. I really hope he makes it ok when he does jump, I guess this place has only had one accident in the ten years it has been open. No, the guy didn’t die, he just broke his legs. That’s not too bad, right? Not that I would love to break my legs - but good lord it would be better than dying.

I had the most wonderful shower today. I came from a difficult leg day and hopped on in there, turned the hot water way up, and soaked for a long time. I got out, dried off, put on some clothes, sat down, and felt like a wet rag draped across the chair. I was that relaxed. I highly recommend hot long showers to any of you who need to relax; they work wonders.

Oh, and on the way back from that workout, I saw an albino squirrel. It was bounding across the road in a flowing ribbon of white, oblivious to the fact that it was different.    Anyways, it stopped once it crossed the road but I couldn’t get close enough to see if it’s eyes were red; I guess almost all albinos have red eyes. Now, I’m not particularly superstitious, but does it mean anything for an albino squirrel to cross one’s path? It would be nice if we didn’t think about how we fit in so much; if only we could be oblivious to our obvious differences.

I like the idea of Promise Keepers; except I wouldn’t join. I am really not much for joining organizations like that; I feel like it would be whole-heartedly endorsing every aspect of that institution, which is almost impossible for me to do with any organization. My unwillingness to commit to a political group/party is testament to my inability to “agree” with everything they say. I have no idea how I will decide who to vote for.

You try to do the right thing and end up running in pointless circles.

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