Routine..good or bad.
So this is my first of many more blog posts to come! As I was meditating last night a random thought popped into my head. Which then killed my meditation mode! But anyway so I was thinking how I have never held a job for more than five years! I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. My first thought was maybe I am afraid of growing up into the “adult” world. Then as I lay in my bed that night I thought back to all of my past jobs. I started working at the age of 15. I got a job at a mall at the pizzeria. I loved that job! I worked with four Hispanic men. I still remember each one of them. And as I was thinking all I could think of is how happy I was everyday I had to work! Every time I got to work I felt like I filled the work place with joy. The four men I worked with always laughed at my jokes and were very kind to me. They used to call me “shorty” ha-ha! Anyway so I guess my point is that through out all my jobs that I have had in my lifetime I was always happy ...