Tomorrow never comes.
Category: Deep Thoughts
Deep Thought
If my head explodes, who will clean up the mess?
Hello hello
Is there anybody out there?
Task at hand
I am going to do all that I can and nothing more
And in the end, all will be done the best that I know how.
Of Grasshoppers
Student: I’m surprised I’ve made it this far.
Master: You aren’t alone.
Today’s Deep Thought
To begin something, you must start somewhere.
Living the Middle Ground
Somewhere between the things we want to do, and the things we need to do, are the things we can do.
Coming or going?
Sometimes, I feel like I’m done. Other times, I feel like I’ve just begun.
I’m an organ donor
On Oct 24, I turned 40. This week I renewed my driver’s license and for the first time checked the organ donor box.
But what does it mean?
"Being out of coffee grounds" sounds like it should be a metaphor for something. Btw, I’m out of coffee grounds.
Deep Thoughts – Java
Hot coffee is not necessarily fresh coffee.
Good people abound
My neighbor fell this morning while I was ordering two sausage biscuits at the Rocky Hill McDonald’s. After getting the call, I rushed home leaving the food I’d paid for on the grill. My wife was already attending to my neighbor. She had a broken rib and was feeling very bad. When the paramedics arrived, without slowing down, they smiled and waved to Evan. The postman took a moment to inquire about her condition showing sympathy. I returned to McDonald’s assuming I’d have to settle for getting Cathy some fries instead of biscuits. As I walked in, the manager hollered, "He’s back!" An employee said she was cooking me some fresh biscuits even though breakfast hours were clearly over. Another employee offered me coffee and everyone asked about the neighbor. I can only assume they overheard my phone conversation. No one asked about political parties, believe systems, or views on health care reform. Everyone showed genuine concern. When we have differences with people, or experience a "bad" person, I think we should not let that person taint our view into believing all people or the majority of people are the same; acknowledge that we don’t fully understand that person and should strive to know them better; and know that ultimately, all things aside, it takes a community, and we will look after one another.
Update: Good news! They are back from the hospital and nothing is broken. My wife feels guilty for calling 911.
Who am I?
Read some words last night reminding me that we are not defined by the labels applied to us. I am not "Doug" I am not a "juggler" I am not a "freelancer" I am not a "father" I am not a "liberal" I am not a "computer expert" I am not a "blogger" I am beyond the boundaries of these labels. Yes I am these things however I am not limited to these things.
Our human nature is to categorize and classify things. In doing so, we imprison people by binding them to preconceived notions. You say "Republican" and I instantly have a vision of "who you are" but this is wrong. A label does not make the person nor does the person have to be constrained to the limits of that label.
Who am I? I am everything. I am potential. Know me. Don’t label me.
Deep Thoughts
However I came to be here is irrelevant; I am here now.
Deep Thoughts
The demons we chose to ignore cause the greatest grief.
