Whenever someone asks me how I'm doing my response is always a variation on a very small theme: as in, "I'm trying to stay out of my own way" or "whenever I think someone or something else is the problem I go look in the mirror."
It IS me. It is ALWAYS me. I get into trouble when I try to take charge of a person, place, or thing which is none of my business, an activity that I do way, way too often. When I can shut my brain off or at least slow it down then a wonderful vista open up and I see how totally, completely, outrageously blessed I am.
I had SuperK's car again today when I went to the club. Deciding to avoid unnecessary confrontation, after looking in the mirror, I took my ID with me. I was not, of course, asked to provide it today.
I did some more research on the type of cancer I'm sure I've contracted or developed or generated through sheer force of will. Here are the facts: there are 310 million people in this country and about 100,000 cases were diagnosed last year. This is a really, really small percentage. I'm a math guy and I'm barely able to figure out how small a percentage this is. Suffice it to say I have about the same chance of actually getting this disease as I have of getting eaten by a shark.
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