Getting the Ball Rolling…

Gosh I’m beat!

Today was my first day working at World Market. All in all, it was a good day. I had plenty of chances to make an ass out of myself and well, you know me, I can’t resist chances like that.

I get twenty percent off everything (kimchi noodles…MmMmMm!!)
I don’t have to take my nose ring out. I can wear clothes I like. One of my supervisors is covered in tattoos and he’s super bubbly. Everyone said hi to me today, and I admit I felt out of place yet home at the same time.

“How old are you?”

“Do you go to school nearby?”

“Are you just passing through, here?”

These were questions I answered all afternoon and yet I felt like a fish. A bloated, swollen, fish. I don’t know. When I got off work I felt this need for a cigarette and I don’t smoke. I felt sad. Not just tired and in desperate need of a foot massage. But sad.

I got home earlier and started watching Criminal Minds. In the background noise I heard this quote:

“I have found the paradox that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love”

which, in case you’re wondering, is by Mother Teresa. I’d heard the quote before. Seen it before. It’s actually been my cover photo on Facebook, lol.

So the Lord knows. After these hurts there can only be more love. That love will beget some love, and that love will beget some too, and the begetting will continue and the love will continue and as we go on we’ll just see glimpses of love.

The best love ever.

“For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.”–I Corinthians 13:12

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