Zoroaster : Day 2

Ok - so day 2. Another nice day. I actually managed to work, cook a quick meal, win the bestest neighbor award by catching and disposing of a small bug for a highly frightened neighbor ( true fact - this poor 20 something girl was so scared of this tiny bug :-)), have a nice tea-and-chat with a friend, and run 4 miles.


What is the fear ?
Days of regret for inaction or not being myself

What is the hope ?
To lead a worthy life - affect at least one life positively and give them something to remember.

What is the risk ?
Falling, giving up, giving in and losing wonder and hope.

What is the prize ?
Laughter and warmth - of affection, of love.

What is the belief?
Goodness - in the world all around us.

What is the comfort?
People, words, music, the natural world

What is the fantasy ?
Mr.Tall, Dark, Handsome (TDH) who knows his Lord of The Rings, Airplane and football, has a fondness for cooking and a love of vegetarian recipes will move into the studio across from my apartment and realize that everything is life has been leading him to this girl who lives across from him.


And so, dear readers, to bed.

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Anonymous said…
i see a budding pest control biz of the 10th floor
August 5, 2010 at 11:17 AM
Anonymous said…
K,

I like how you have worded the "Days of regret for inaction or not being myself" - On a related note, have you ever read Ayn Rand? I believe that when someone is afraid of "not being themselves" because of some external reason, the path of emancipation is shown by Ayn Rand.

DI
August 5, 2010 at 12:19 PM
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