Tomorrow I have a second interview. It's down to two of us. I have some really mixed emotions about the whole things. It's so hard to imagine taking a job, that I don't know I can stay at that long. I can't imagine that we will be out here too much longer. On the other hand, it would be nice to be bringing home a paycheck. Yes, once again, being an "adult" sucks ass. I guess it's a good thing that I'm not a very good adult most of the time. Wouldn't it be nice, if there was some high power that could tell us which steps we should take? I'm not bringing God into this. This is for the things that we think of as major life decisions, but in the grand scheme of things, really aren't that important. I doubt that on my death bed, I'm going to be thinking about if I should or shouldn't have taken this job, or momentary lapses of reason in my life. I'll be thinking of the things that make me complete. Holy shit. I didn't expect to get all philosophical today. I was really just going to talk about a book I started this morning.
With that segway, I started, "The Spectrum" by Dean Ornish M.D. today. The man is simply brilliant. I've been wanting to read something by him for a while. I need these reminders that our diet, and how we handle stress, dictate our levels of health. With that, I've just now decided to stay away from that fucking pie.
8:15 Smoothie (soy milk, spinach, banana, blueberries, strawberries)
10:15 Slice of whole wheat toast w/ peanut butter
12:30 Bean burrito (whole wheat tortilla, spring mix, veggie re-fried beans, salsa, 1/4 avocado)