Surrender, part 3

A Lonely Tarlac RoadSometimes – usually – it is outside of our control.

In fact, almost everything in my life is outside of my control.  And yet, I have this incredible need to feel like I have some input.  But I don’t.

My schedule, my travel, even when I am awake or asleep – all of these are influenced by various people and entities.  All of these require some form of compromise, communication, and cooperation.

About the only thing I actually can do on my own, is rearrange the icons on the desktop of this computer.

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Learning to Love

I was up late packing, getting ready to leave the next day for Christmas break.  There was a knock at the door, which was a little surprising, since it was well after midnight.  Looking out the window I saw it was a police sergeant, so I let him in.

Apparently my friend Pam was accusing me of breaking into her home and racking up hundreds of dollars in long distance charges on her phone.  This would be funny in almost any other setting, but given the state of Pam’s mental health, it was just sad.  The sergeant knew the accusation was probably not true, but he was going through the motions to clear this case.

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