Strangely peaceful today after yesterday’s fun. Next round of poking, prodding, imaging is next Monday. But the calendar actually looks kind of sparse for the rest of the month.
Okay.
Trying to absorb one of TheFP‘s stories this morning. The activist shown is intent on doing a new sort of “accountability.” I was nodding along in slight agreement until she got to stuff about “The Epstein Files.”
I’m so confused by the changed mores. When I was single, I avoided anything that could be misconstrued.
My protests of innocence, and the innocence of the few people with whom I interact, is quite frankly exhausting.
How can I carry it into what’s next?
Hm. Yeah, this is another part of yesterday’s.
What might shift if I responded with more trust?
What I wrote is here.
The answers really aren’t different. I’m going to do what I think is correct even if I have greater trust.
I’m the one who is stuck with the memories of previous missteps.
More often than not, my regrets are about not being more clear and decisive.
Nice guys finish last.
But nice guys don’t have to wake up every morning wondering who might be coming to kill them today.
Okay. In the zone. Time to get some coffee.