The number of typos between May and June is inexcusable. One of my two favorite posts of the entire year is compromised by a glaring error.
On the bright side, I made my first major contribution to medical science by coining "fundamental illness," which defines those people that have a fully functional brain making really stupid decisions. This is also the timeframe that an obsession with blood takes center stage, as well as games of hide and seek, escape plans, ids, egos and superegos.
Although December has by and large become a look back fest, recapping highs and lows of this hand jazzing journey, a trend that will likely continue as we make our final push toward completion, it's important not to get overly hung up on the past.
Also important is to temper the tendency to get all wrapped up on wrapping up. This new year's resolution was for this calendar year, and the expiration date is nigh, however it is vital to remember that every end means the beginning of something else. Beyond demise, a new existence awaits.
One of my favorite posts of the year written on May 31st, despite the typo, exemplifies the concept of endings becoming beginnings as well as any other. This should be the focus now as the year is winding down.
There is much to embrace, most of which is unknown.
Speaking of highly anticipated events, this coming Friday happens to be our regularly scheduled, last Friday of the year, office holiday outing where employees gather for one last hurrah, celebrating a generic holiday, embracing political correctedness. Any old excuse for an extended lunch break.
Today's Jazz Hands celebrate the promise of a future unknown, and embracing reinvented existence.
On the bright side, I made my first major contribution to medical science by coining "fundamental illness," which defines those people that have a fully functional brain making really stupid decisions. This is also the timeframe that an obsession with blood takes center stage, as well as games of hide and seek, escape plans, ids, egos and superegos.
Although December has by and large become a look back fest, recapping highs and lows of this hand jazzing journey, a trend that will likely continue as we make our final push toward completion, it's important not to get overly hung up on the past.
Also important is to temper the tendency to get all wrapped up on wrapping up. This new year's resolution was for this calendar year, and the expiration date is nigh, however it is vital to remember that every end means the beginning of something else. Beyond demise, a new existence awaits.
One of my favorite posts of the year written on May 31st, despite the typo, exemplifies the concept of endings becoming beginnings as well as any other. This should be the focus now as the year is winding down.
There is much to embrace, most of which is unknown.
Speaking of highly anticipated events, this coming Friday happens to be our regularly scheduled, last Friday of the year, office holiday outing where employees gather for one last hurrah, celebrating a generic holiday, embracing political correctedness. Any old excuse for an extended lunch break.
Today's Jazz Hands celebrate the promise of a future unknown, and embracing reinvented existence.
Day three-hundred and fifty-seven complete.
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