Wake up. Wake up. What to do? Rouse the bones hop out of bed! Will you follow the same routine today? Is it comfy? Is it fun to respond to a “how are you?” With “good”? Does that make you feel alive? Have you explored your own house? Have you even seen your own house? I bet you don’t even know the contents of your top dresser drawer. You are coasting along in a VERY deep rut and you don’t know you are in it, because the rut has dug below the surface, you can’t even see over the top of the banks. You content yourself with altering your speed now and then. Sometimes you feel quite inspired and scrape along the edges of your rut instead of plowing along dead center.
Money. Did you know that you can trade your money for some snacks, whenever you wish, without knowing one thing about the cashier? Make sure you pay your insurance! Or things will go bad for you. How often do you plan to do something different, only to put it off for tomorrow when the time for action has arrived?
What will you do in heaven? Will the heavenly gardens require tending? Will there be a Heavenly Inquirer talking shit on the blokes in hell? The people in hell are probably having more fun, running around with their asses on fire like some bumbling grounded fireflies.
This is Mino. He learned how to kick two balls with two legs at the same time! 💙 If only I had the courage.
~A Fellow Rutter