Much like the tortoise who only comes out of his shell to meet his basic needs for food, water and, once in a while, the companionship of other tortoises, I am an introvert. By the middle of the work week, I literally ache for solitude and serenity, and I'm enormously grateful to come home and find it.
Work was fast-paced and hectic today. Any feelings of accomplishment I might have enjoyed on another day were overshadowed by the bruising and battering of unnecessary chatter and the noise of office machines, ringing phones, and traffic.
It's comforting, when I feel like this, to spend some time with Max Ehrmann's Desiderata, which is about as close to a religion as I have. My first exposure to this poem was at my daughter's sixth-grade graduation, when her whole class recited it. It's framed in my home and ingrained in my heart.
As I read about going "placidly amid the noise and haste," I feel myself getting calmer, and by the time I read for the thousandth time that I am "a child of the universe," I feel relaxed, at peace.
Certain music also soothes my frayed nerves, especially "A Whiter Shade of Pale," which is my all-time favorite song. Can you imagine my joy, then, as I Googled to find you a Desiderata link and found THIS?
That, my friends, is nourishment!
Aaaaaandreeee!!! It's so great to see you here! I'll welcome you by disagreeing with you on two points: First, I've seen some of your writing, and it rocks! Second, I believe the turtle bit your nose precisely because he was an introvert. That being said, your funny turtle anecdote inspired some great visuals.
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hat was a nice site you googled
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