this morning, i woke up still in the klonopin-induced haze from yesterday. but i pulled on my casual friday jeans, buttoned up a nice blue shirt, and again combed my fantastic hair.
helen, my own personal barista, brewed me a strong cup o joe, and off i drove to work, with coldplay blaring from my rumbling factory-installed cr-v speakers.
and so here i am at work. lunchtime. the office is empty today, which is item #2 of thankfulness. my workday is quiet, interrupted only by intermittent phonecalls.
i even received this email from a job applicant, whom i helped apply for a job using our online process:
I Just Want To Say Thank You Very Much For Your Help. To You It Might Have Been Nothing, But To Me It Means The World. I Wish You All The Luck In The World. I Need A Job Real Bad, Hopefully I May Get On With Yall. Thank's:i stood just outside the office door a moment ago, smoking a camel. the breeze blows cooler than yesterday, and i even had a nanosecond of gooseflesh. this is progress. yes?
in five hours, i can close the book of the workweek.
in nine hours, i will really, really be at homestar runner live.
i know that words have been darker than usual the past few days, but the fact that i'm writing at all would give my previous therapists much hope.
thank you to all my dear friends who have written kind words of encouragement to me.
i do continue to believe, somehow, that God is with me, even in days of suffocation.
and so, even though my body and brain still feel rather shitty, i choose to be a philippians kind of girl today.
tag: philippians 4:8