I travel by public transportation, therefore I cannot go about in a personal atmosphere like as if I was in my own car. Some days I don't care for the intrusion, so I wear a head-radio. But there are some voices that come right through anyway.
With this continued rubbing up against other people, I notice a social trend; that congenial attitudes are losing ground. On a buss, one learns to push or you may not get off at your stop. "Out please" sometimes does not work. One must bear in mind that the driver has a schedule to keep, therefore you are on your own for getting off on time.
Listening to the conversations on the busses, there is one thought pattern that worries me; the mind set. The people I hear are getting less pliable. They settle on one attitude and stay there. No matter what is said. In my opinion, I think a mind set offers a certain kind of security. I know when I entertain a new thought and before I get adjusted to it, I feel "What do I believe anyway". It is an insecure feeling, but as time goes on the new thought pattern is filtered into my thought process and rest at last. Then I hear another good thought and I'm on the rocking sea again. I must keep my ship afloat so there are some thoughts I hang on to. They are my structure system; that what makes me, me.
Overview - I think the rats are winning.
Odds and ends - I'm getting better organized.
Weather - Warm rain.
Observations - Sunday is a quiet day.
Down beat - Had too many appointments this week.
Up beat - The following week I have but one appointment.
Well, I got adequate sleep last nite so now I'm feeling my 'oats'. That's when I get my 'bright' ideas. To bad I can't get a disk for my soul that is 'anti-sin'. Chuckle, chuckle..... But I guess that would not build 'character'. I would then get lazy and rely on that which is outside me. Maybe that is what conformity is. Relying on the structure of society or church.
Being me
The world of a child,
with all it's fantasy,
is a marvelous place to be
but for eternity.
I must leave behind
all my childish ways
and accept my responsibilities
in this world of mine.
Growing up is painful.
There is no easy route.
Even with the Lord as guide,
we must be tested and tried.
Well, I'm back at last. I have been putting off getting the Norton Anti-virus, thinking I could rely on the fact that I knew that my friends and relatives would be carefully. But when my sister opened something from her daughter that had a worm in it, I realized that I better take the bull by the horns and get my disk. I must be responsible for me, if I want every thing on the up-and -up.
My sister came over from Yakima so I let her put in the anti-virus. Putting in disks is not my thing. I enjoyed taking another recess while I had such enjoyable company. My sister is into making quilts. So our other sister in discard joined in and we hit all the quilting shops. I didn't go wild on a project because I promised my daughter I wouldn't get a project I would never finish. One can take too much on one's plate.
OVERVIEW
Odds and ends - I have too much left over to count.
Weather - Good ol' Oregon rain.
Observation - People were quite docile on the transit system.
Down beat - My VCR quit. Maybe I will read some.
Up beat - Had a good visit with friends at Loaves and Fishes
