I’m a full time job. Someday I’ll be paid great amounts of money to work here. Until then I’m still an intern. I’m an enigma even to myself. My new plan seems to change daily. I try my best to listen to that voice from deep inside. Call that voice whatever you like, I call it God. I don’t subscribe to any religion, in fact I’m almost anti-religion. But I do listen to God. It/He/She sure changes my mind a lot. Some friends call me a sports car, because I turn on a dime. I always have the Greater Good in mind though. Sometimes it’s difficult following an idea that no one sees but me. My life is rolling out like some sports movie. I’m in that spot in the movie where it all seems hopeless. The part where Rocky gets up at 4am, drinks raw eggs, goes running, and punches the beef carcass in the freezer. I’m like something out of a Dickens, Faulkner, or Bukowski novel. I’d complain, but no one wants to hear that shit. Truth is I love it. There’s no one else I’d rather be.
I’ve gone to live in the underground for now. To rethink, recalibrate God’s little science experiment, me. See you soon, love jeff
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