CBMused

Monday - A couple of middle-aged strangers knocked at my door. I spoke to them through the one way security grill. The man in the beret accompanied by the frumpy woman asked, “What would it take to bring peace to the world?” So they tried their bible talk on me. I cut them off. “I don’t think. I’m not religious. I don’t care.” They asked if my non-religion status is a recent thing. “I’m not the right person for you”. And left them to go on their merry godly ways. I should have opened the door wearing a towel and told them I had company.

Tuesday – I woke up to the deafening unplugged silence when my online connection was severed. I cursed and fretted. No promises were made to restore connection in a timely fashion. Wearing a little disguise at the internet café with no privacy and nothing but the chatter of backpackers packed close, I looked over my shoulder as I updated my site with the Unplugged post, with the screen minimised, then deleted browser caches.

Wednesday – I had a dream that I died in a car accident and went to heaven. Except heaven was a sterile air conditioned environment run by matronly women in their 50s. I demanded to see certain people who have passed on but they gave me nothing but excuses. “I’m in heaven, right? So let me see them now!” Yeah, even in heaven I can kick arse.

Thursday – Karma can be good to you or it can bite your arse, provided you believe in it, and at best of times I sit on the fence. But sitting in the company of a troubled stranger, conversation started and I found myself offering support and advice to which the woman was ever so grateful. Unknown to me at the time, she had slipped a feel-good compliment which was highlighted to me after her departure. Karma was obviously very kind to my arse.

Friday – Things seemed to come together and then they didn’t. Just as my gut feel told me. There was some give and some take; an ebb and flow of events, feelings, thoughts, inspirations that were neither here nor there. The self-diagnosed control freak within just shrugged and continued, unabated. With an evening spent with the laptop in bed, a few glasses of my favourite red, the television in the background, working on a project, life is nothing but cruising.

Weekend – Whether it is beliefs, non-beliefs, personality, karma or expectations, life has a way of continuing, like you, unabated, surprising one minute, disappointing the next, then enthralling and elevating to new heights. Nothing is ever easy, for sure. Plans can be met or thwarted. Life, and consequently happiness, are always what you make of them.

And I made good.