But alas, c’est pas vrai. It is not so. Not today at least.
I am not feeling the flow today, the mental flow. Perhaps
because I am feeling the physical flow instead. Making lots of spelling and
grammar errors. Unintentional ones, not my regular ol’ pinball brain slang.
Meh. Having a hard time concentrating on spoken words too. TheMan is telling me
more about Jim Croce and as I only know his two most popular songs I’m trying
to listen because I really do want to
know. I find myself having to pay attention to individual words and repeat the
sentences in my head. I’ll probably have to do that at work too. I know I frown
in concentration when I do this; I’ll have to try hard not to. Don’t want
clients thinking I’m not happy to be there.
I met the most interesting client yesterday. I wish I could describe
this person, but my code of ethics as a massage therapist does not allow it. I
can’t even tell you the gender of the person. But the person was dressed
uniquely and had definite flair. Casual flair, inexpensive flair, putting
together the simplest of garments and yet drawing the eye (mine at least) while
being a quiet person. Usually that sort of confidence and ease of style comes
with maturity but the person was quite young (to me). I know the persons age; I
just can’t tell you the exact number.
I really like my job.
I meet people one-on-one and interact with them in a way that
delights my introvert soul and helps them renew and heal themselves on both
physical and emotional levels.
Must eat and get ready for work now. I work every other
weekend ten a.m. to four p.m. It’s two long days but good for the paycheck. I
like that too.
I like how you describe your job. I like THAT aspect of meeting people. One on one. Too many people in one place is too much.
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