Its too late to be writing, but I think I will because that's what I'm supposed to be doing... in part. I spent my whole day serving others and fighting off negativity in my thoughts whenever it appeared. I can't think of any better way to spend a day, unless my soulmate happens to be around.
I trained someone new at work; a new waitress who is also a massage therapist, mexican, close to my age, and pretty attractive (female, in case you were wondering). So, start with a base of really good service to my guests (read charity, love and humility), add to that showing someone the ropes who really doesn't know italian food (read patience), plus keeping my desires to flirt in check (read chastity), throw in the everyday patience with my support staff who are great but easily distractable, and some serious miami beach sun and heat, and you have a day where you really like that first sip of ice cold beer when you finally get home.
But, I didn't get to go straight home for that beer. I have a friend who is a special project, to say the least. It gives me great joy to be the person she is depending on in her current hour of need, and without sharing anything that shouldn't be shared, I can only say that another couple hours passed dealing with people and systems who don't care much about service, but care a lot about their bottom line, and their cell phones.
I did finally get home, only to find my parking space blocked by someone who's come to a party upstairs to watch the Heat play their first semifinal game at home against the chicago bulls. No worries, I got them to move the car.
Billy, the jack russell, has fleas. So whenever he comes near me, three or four of the little f***ers choose me as a potentially more desirable host. But in miami, its humid enough that my skin provides enough friction to just roll the little buggers up and kill them easily.
I know I'm going on and on, and I'm not trying to make myself out as anything other than someone who has tons of opportunities to be negative... just like you.
I think it was Ziggy Marley who said that (to paraphrase) being negative only feeds the devil. This is another lesson for me. Any negative thought that I allow to become a negative behavior only creates negativity in the world. Pride, wrath, envy, gluttony, greed, lust, or sloth...
I made the best ribeye steak tonight that I've ever cooked on a george foreman grill. Accompanied by boiled (my steamer is in storage) asparagus, cooked to perfection. And washed down with a surprisingly good pinot noir by robert mondavi. Whole meal cost less than 10 bucks. Two more for the krispy kreme donuts I'm about to eat.
This is the good life. I am a month behind on my rent, but my landlord is cool. My other bills will get paid as soon as I can pay them. I have really good friends who I respect, and who respect me. And I have a simple, honest job to buy my daily bread. I love, and I am loved. That's all that matters. The other stuff is small, and I never sweat the small stuff.
So the miami heat won tonight, I will soon hear the bed squeeking above me as my neighbors celebrate. Its past my bed time, and I'm going to bed, clean again, and ready for one more day that is full of shit. Beautiful shit, because it helps me be less seperate from god.
