Have not written in a while. I write when things catch my eye or when something gnaws at me (in a good or bad way). Nothing has caught my eye recently, at least not in a way that made me want to post. Have I been idle, not thinking about things, not interested in life? No. Here are a few things I have been mulling over but have not dug into in a post-worthy way.
– Work. Been thinking a lot about work – mine and others. I met a young woman recently who started a company. She is one year out of college. She has just shut her company down – no money. She is obviously heartbroken about this. I am sure she will start another. Still along the lines of work…I seem to know several people now who "want to do it on their own." I am encouraged by this. It’s the harder road, but way more rewarding if it works.
– Real estate. New Yorkers are all obsessed with real estate. I am not immune, and we are now toying with the idea of buying an apartment…in Brooklyn. Not in Manhattan. Ugh. I am sure I will love Brooklyn – and that does NOT mean I will be a dreaded Bridge and Tunnel person (barf – yes I am a snob but BARF). But must face reality. Brooklyn is more realistic than Manhattan. Ugh.
– Dogs. I don’t want one now, but at some point we do. I still think cats are way smarter.
– Food. I always think about food. I might start posting recipes and pictures of food I cook (to further make this like every other blog out there – but whatever). Food.
– Closet space. Back on the real estate comment. Been thinking that a good thing about living in Manhattan is that I can get by with less, because there is no room for more.
How boring is this post, right? I am obviously have a blaah day. A grey day. That is why I must eat spicy thai food tonight for dinner. It’s hard to feel grey when your mouth is burning with chilis.
I did see a quote that caught my eye today.
"Suffering is not holding you. You are holding suffering. When you become good at the art of letting sufferings go, then you’ll come to realize how unnecessary it was for you to drag those burdens around with you. You’ll see that no one else other than you was responsible. The truth is that existence wants your life to become a festival."
Cool. Osho thinks my life is a festival. That adds a little orange and red and green to my otherwise grey day. What do you do to chase away the greys?