Day #3 of 21… Building The Runway

There are only so many runways to build when trying to accomplish something. I have developed an expertise at runway building. I know how to design and build one; in fact I have built several at one time. I’m that fucking good at runways. If you asked 100 people if they knew about my runway expertise, very few would yield.

I am an expert in nothing. Well, maybe except runways. That’s not a bad thing really. It’s just a place where there is lots of company. Good company.

Life isn’t about what knowledge you have mastered or accumulated, but how many children you have inspired. It’s not about how well your financial portfolio is doing, but if you still smile when a puppy does something funny.

It goes so fucking fast, life does.

So let’s take a look at my day #3 of this 21 day session. It was an okay day. I think I could have done better. This means I left money on the table, meat of the bones, clothing on the hooker and some very good wine in the glass. But I think the real acid test is this: if day #3 was my September 10th, would I be okay with that? The answer is an absolute yes.

If I was an accountant however, I would want to know if I met my analytical objectives for today. To that I would have to say no. But sometimes the experiment is the experiment. You learn from your everyday gambles. I don’t think I can work toward some analyitcal objective. I think it needs to be a human goal. I need to think more about that.

Isn’t life an absolute thrill? A mystery novel that leaves goose bumps on your arms? If not, find some real good Bink-Chai weed (average will even do the trick) and think it over. It really is that good. Both.

So off to day #4. A Sunday. It’s funny how for most of the last several millenia Sunday was a day of worship. How fast is that changing I wonder?

Enjoy today. I mean it!

Smile.

Ciao.