Wheels and teeth
When I was traveling in Oregon, camping out in an RV, and doing light industrial work, I ran across a man who was living in his car. Originally he was from Greece, than Long Island, then Oregon. He painted cars for a living, was in his forties and was in trouble. His teeth had gone bad, costing him thousands to fix. He lost his job, and his car was giving him trouble.
I said at some point “wheels and teeth are two things that can take us out.”
He concurred and said “wheels and teeth.”
Writing 14. Takes
Writing 16. On the Edge of the Bed
I appreciated your recent postings. The one on Wheels and teeth and the Takes.. When I did read the one on "the takes", it reminded me that my brain is like a kaleidoscope, pulling me in different directions. If I listen carefully to my inner drill sergeant, just maybe I can guide myself to making decisions in a more stress-free way. I just try and not panic; and trust myself and be confident. I had one of those good decisions days today. I need to journal, so I can have more like them; then I can be more productive.