Wandering

This week revealed new things about myself. My supervisor, Dan, recreated our process in Digital Operations, much to the dislike of his employees (me included). We muttered, conversed, whispered, but grudgingly reorganized our own personal processes to conform to this strange, new idea. The end result: Our production rate went up, as did most of our numbers. I realized at that point that if I were wandering around in the wilderness with Moses, I would be the one dying from venom while murmuring faithlessly. That bugged me. And then it humbled me. Starting over.


I've been selfish, so please just know that I'm sorry, and that I'm smiling because it happened. No regrets.

A Liminal Message

I'm really bad at subliminal messages. Actually, I'm really good at them, but sometimes there is no sub involved. It's merely a liminal message you wish you could say conspicuously. There's no such thing, in this case. Really, all I can say is, Life is unfair, I hate this, and I don't know how to cope with the ache. I'm really bad at coping. This concerns none of any who might read this but one, and you already know who you are. I miss you too.