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C’MON NOW
Let the Sun Shine. No, Really, Let It.
Try to focus on the good
Every silver lining has a cloud, amiright?
My city is illuminated by 281 days of sunshine a year. Half the time I wonder when it’s going to rain.
I enjoy my job. I do it well. I like my coworkers. I’m well paid. At night, I imagine working somewhere else doing something else with other people for more money.
Our beagle is grey but graceful, wobbly but sweet. She still loves her food, her naps, and us. I think about the inevitability of life without her instead of enjoying life with her.
Our home is warm and dry; precious memories and unique art cover our walls. I’ve always loved city life and I live in one; my commute is 10 minutes on a bad day. I dream of living in the woods with just dogs and deer for company.
I’m privileged to sing in a choir whose professional voices and brilliant accompaniment light up the air. I waste time wishing I had a stronger voice or a better grasp of music theory.
I have the means to go back to school without debt; I get mostly A’s. I beat myself up for not going back sooner or if I don’t ace a test.
