don't pay him any attention

I decided to delete my previous post because it delved into a bit of a pity party that I would like to keep private. Sorry for anyone who read it, commented, and then was deleted (mandie).

I took the bus this morning to work because Wed-Fri I start later in the day. I am already feeling more accomplished than usual and it is good. Something about making the bus on time, arriving to work early makes me feel like less of a waste of life.

Which is an interesting topic. How does one know if one is wasting life? Is life ever wasted? I would think prisoners would say, yes you can waste your life by killing someone and ending up in a small cell forever. Then again, prisoners get free room and board, often get free education (albeit a sad education), lots of time to work on their physical fitness and instant friends, enemies and drama. Just kidding folks.

Honestly, though. I've got a lot of things swirling in my head that I would like to do. I'd like to take a trip to New Orleans, I'd like to go bungee jumping and sky diving (bungee on my bday!), I'd like to explore more of Seattle, go on more hikes and try skiing/snowboarding. Some things are more easily accomplished than others, some are limited by time, money and willing participants.

I get scared that my hectic work schedule and financial demands are giving me great excuses to miss out on a lot.