Needing a kick in the backside

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I need to do some work. Writing is fun, even when it isn’t. It is consuming, even after I’ve been consumed.

I didn’t sleep much last night. My mind was racing, thinking about things – nothing in particular – everything, the work I’m supposed to be doing, the writing I’m not doing, the sparrow outside my window right now, the writing I am doing, correspondence, the correspondence I’m not doing. I need to meet with a bloke about some potential work, and I haven’t even made an appointment. The sparrow outside my window again, and the golden tabby who stood at my window yesterday, who probably would have liked to “play” with that sparrow.

Stagnation while moving, moving while stagnant.

Yet, today’s card is:

The Knight of Disks. A dull, heavy, preoccupied fellow, laborious and patient with a weak intellectual grasp of most things. He is successful through instinct, rather than initiative.

How does that relate to me? I guess I am preoccupied and instinctive. I need some help, perhaps a second draw:

3 of Disks. Works.

Attainment through effort. This card often marks the attainment of goals, or collaboration in achieving them.

The two together could mean that there is some sort of stagnation or patience required in achieving those goals, perhaps a reminder that I need to send that email to set up that meeting. It would be a collaboration. We started work on something about 15 years ago, then he moved away, then I moved away, and he moved back.

The sparrow just flew away.

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6 responses to “Needing a kick in the backside

  1. Back flip kick, rockstar entrance kicking it like it’s 2004 and I was stomping a tantrum, a sad 17 sack of feels and breaths and thoughts of sliiit. gasp. hold tight and fast. I’m sure the simpsons have a perpetual butt-kicking meme between Lisa and Bart Simpson… “Im just going to do this (kicking the air) in this direction, and if you happen to get in the way, then it’s your fault!”

    • *pained exerted effort as I fat-man kick, barely able to lift my leg and end up kicking your shin* mother fudger, ow! dammit! What ever happened to my sick-as-kitana gymnastics skills? the matrix swallowed my neo keanu.

  2. You stay up way too late. I turn into a pumpkin at 11 pm. My glass slippers shatter, staff turn back into rats. Unfortunately, I’m never invited to balls. (They wouldn’t want to see me dance anyway.) Sleep well.

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