Rant

Mild Rant. Nobody reads this stuff. I keep from swearing, though I often feel like. Discipline, or expectation of an audience? Good question.

The reflected self. Harry Stack Sulivan. Father of American psychology. Ha.... The legend must end. Cut it loose. Release it. Forgedaboudit.

So. Its Wednesday morning. I am at work. I'll be short handed today. Too bad. Waaaa. It is raining. they are talking about snow. (I don't think so) . I have salesmeeting today. Orphan owners = subject. I didn't touch the horses....barely could see them this morning, but got to ride a couple of hours last evening. It was good. Horses are well. New one should be here soon. Wonder when.

Not much of a rant, is it? But, it is good to be expressing myself here. or anywhere. It is interesting that I stopped using my old computer where I wrote for several years. Time to print it out...hard copy before the machine crashes forever. and what? Hide it away? publish? maybe put in on here..... nah.......

Anyway. Have a good day. Let it go. Live less willfully, and cooferay!