It doesn’t help that I have to have a colonoscopy tomorrow, even if it’s only routine. Who likes colonoscopies? Nobody, that’s who. Which begs the question, Why would anyone even want to work in the world of colonoscopies? Why face patient after patient who would rather be working in a salt mine than lying on the table, awaiting the embarrasing inevitable?
Nor does it help that it’s a slushy, rainy day. Again. I know someone who was living in Chicago, going to school, and he transferred out to California, and the day after he got there, he was lying in a swimming pool, looking up at the blue blue sky and feeling the warm warm air around him And wondering, Why did it take so long for me to come to my senses?
Well, weather isn’t everything. Witness the brightly-clothed jogger I just saw running past my window looking all jaunty and carefree. Over and over, I tell myself it’s all attitude. I do know that. But my attitude today is low. And I’m talking to you like you’re my best friend, because in a way you all are.
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