It's a beautiful day outside my window. So why dont I feel like jumping up & running out? Esp when it's supposed to rain tomorrow...
The weather... It's what everybody talks about when they're bored, or have nothing else to say. Well, I have to remember the lesson I finally learned after moving to NJ from NYC...
There was always SO much energy in the City. When I first got here to the burbs I just sat around baffeled. 'Where was I gona wear my black leather motorcycle jacket?' 'What about all my really cool dyke garb I used to tromp around the streets with my activist gay rights self??' It felt like suddenly being thrown back in "the closet," God forbid I put up a rainbow flag by the front door. Everyone around here was straight, with children no less..Gag!..What an adjustment. Booring, boring, BORING!!!
So one day, as I was lounging on a chaise under the tall trees in my back yard, reading a meditation book, drinking a nice cup of decafinated tea, watching cows chomp on the grass in the farm pasture behind our new (old) house,...I finally got the answer....
BOREDOM IS PEACEFUL... sighhhhh.
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