Now you see her, now you don’t.
I hate that.
‘Wisdom lies in expecting nothing,’ says the sage. ‘Life
provides. Walk with equanimity through the slings and arrows of Her capricious
temperament, my boy. Have no expectations, but accept whatever bounty She deems
fit to lay before you.’
Sounds good, that. But occasionally – just occasionally,
mind – following that doctrine makes me feel a bit like a stray dog wandering the
cold, rain-lashed downtown streets late at night, desperately looking for the
festering, half-eaten remnants of somebody’s discarded Chinese takeaway,
knowing that if I don’t find some before daybreak, my emaciated remains will be
providing a meagre breakfast for the fucking sewer rats by the morning!
It does!!
I’m going to watch The
Golden Compass on the TV shortly. Lyra and Iorek had just better be good,
or else my mood will grow troubled. It will.
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