i realize that i let my self live unpredictably. i know i change my mind a lot. i know i wear extremely bright colors. i know i howl at the moon and that is rare. i know i make nearly no money- not enough to really file.
i know all this. and i don't care.
i love myself.
in overtly ridiculous ways.
he said i seemed like a "nice and interesting person." he wanted to help me out. someday he knew i'd walk into his office with a gross earned income of over $100,000 or more. then i'd need him, and he'd be glad. he would wait for that day and help me out in the meantime. nice to have confidence from strangers.
though i don't have much to show for it, i'm glad i teach yoga, that i volunteer my time, that i continue to change my mind, that i move a lot, that i wear what i want and say what i think. i am proud to be me. all funky and shit.
off to my next job. a weekly pro bono class at Lee Highschool. the only return i get out of this is the joy of others. when the government realizes that this is truly wealth, i'll be f*'n rich.
good thing i already am.
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