More or less

I've been thinking today ... while driving the bookmobile with the nice training lady in the passenger seat, and not being afraid of it, and humming the tune to "driving along in my automobile" - mostly in my head - and watching the really summery summer day go by the windows ...

My Life: more or less

Things I have more of than I used to:

• number of pounds I carry on my 5'9" frame
• adult "children"
• accredited credits on my transcript
• really good friends
• really good teachers
• books
• pieces of decent writing done by me
• moments of bliss

Things I have less of than I used to:

• fears
• worries about stuff that's not really my business or my responsibility (things like any group's "agenda," or anyone else's errors, bad judgment or outright evil - my own crap fills my carry-on and I don't need anyone else's to pay attention to)
• laundry
• shame (because shame's just pride in dramatic clothes but penitence is freeing)
• well-polished surfaces in the living room
• pairs of jeans

There's only one thing on there that desperately needs to change. I need a couple more pairs of jeans.