Wag

Saw a bumpersticker, "Bark less, wag more" and liked it so. Seems a good enough encapsulation of the renunciation of anger and embracing kindness. Reminded of the persistence of the depression of my twenties. Still not sure how I survived. Pure ignorance of how to leave without leaving excessive mess. Dealing with the childhood abuse, poverty, and no idea what else to do. Lost and alone and not making reasonable progress.

So much of what we need to know, we only figure out much too late, but we figure it out deeply because we pay the price of not knowing. Tricky, that. Just have to live long enough to learn from our error. And take it seriously enough to never do it again.

Got through "skills day" with a nice cache of kiwis and little cheeses. Not sneaked, just gathered. Helped with inventory. Still a short day.