in for the chance

I am happily rejoicing in the moment right now. Yeah, this very moment here. And that I am still here to rejoice in it. My friend Cory says we do the right things and we’re in for the chance. How cool is that.

Last night I was locked out from this Blog. Last night I was not able to open the browser I’ve called home since desktops came into my life, maybe back in Oakland in 2006. I’ve been locked out – can’t log in to open at all – from my laptop a while now. I had a vaccination for Shingles Tuesday morning and was creamed by it yesterday. I gave notice to Briana yesterday, and the library.

A little earlier in the Morning Pages, words spilling out in the notebook were saying, “It’s okay. As you come into almost retirement, and maybe everything breaks, it’s okay.” Like a detour sending me on a road never taken. More than that, never experienced, like really, totally experienced. In for the chance.

Eyes still working, ears still working, knees and hips and soles and toes still working – kind of a hobbling energy, but still doing their thing. Mind generally with it. And look – even Couch Surfing at 70 opened back up to me again this Thursday morning.

People are giving me money to come here and do this very thing. Post some thoughts which only I can, and get to post. This very chance to add to the day.