I’m supposed to blog. Part of the job of being a writer. Self-promotion. Which I hate. Right now, I’m too busy to have a thought. Which is a thought. Or a complaint. Negativity. But, writers try to be honestly in touch with feelings, right? Human nature, anti white-wash. But, we could focus on the positive bcz everything has 2 sides. Of course. In solving one problem a few years ago, underemployment, I found another job to generate income bcz I make no money from my writing and painting passions. (extremely nominal. less than these pursuits cost). Then hours at both jobs increased and I’m very over employed. Add commuting time. I like both my jobs & enjoy reading on the bus. But there’s too much of a good thing. I don’t know what to do besides wait. Asking for some time off is fine, if co-workers aren’t sick or holidaying or too busy with school. So, time off is “coming.” I just need to hold on. I’m holding. And right now choking on perfume or hand sanitizer or both at the library. All in all, I consider myself a very fortunate person – just struggling for balance.
Monthly Archives: March 2017
what is possible in one generation often isn’t in the next, i.e., leaving home around the age of 20, paying for post secondary education without massive student loans, obtaining food without chemicals and preservatives, and maybe in another couple (of generations) living on the ground floor. The Brentwood 8 acre condo development in Burnaby is horribly fascinating to me. 5 69 story condo towers are being built. I hope, with all our condo developments in the Lower Mainland that people who need somewhere to live will be able to afford to. And find work. The kids complain (rightly so, often) they can’t find jobs, and maybe partially because the generations before have automated too much, and probably more is to come. I dread the day of driverless cars
I love airshows. At one, a pilot told me what a danger birds posed. I never thought a little bird could take out a jet engine.
Later – in a magazine, I chanced to see a passenger airliner floating in the Hudson – taken down by geese! My sick sense of humour said save it. I could draw a goose standing triumphantly on top of it.
7 more years later – I rented the DVD, Sully. The true story of how that plane got in the Hudson. What a well done portrayal of a miraculous water landing. Everyone lived.