Insatiable greed (mine)

September 1st, 2023

I am so greedy, I cannot get enough compliments and nice things said about me. Tell me more, keep talking, make it sweet and tell me how good I am. Make it a little believable though — you know I am not completely without standards. Or you know what — tell me little lies, stroke my hair or caress my arm and keep lying in my ear how great I am and what kind of amazing work I do. All I care is to get more of this sweeter satiation for my gluttonous soul and fulfillment for my ravenous ego. Even better — if you say it in public. Then I can grin a stupid grin and strut like a peacock in heat. I want more and more and more…

As you can tell, someone has said something nice about me today. A nice compliment and, in this case — it was the absolute truth. Something that might be taken for granted — I know how good a job I am doing, but when it is said out loud and in public, the meaning is amplified. And it was sincere as well. And that makes everything better. And the day is much better for that. And it is a nice and slow day — which is a welcome change after the craziness and sheer load of things to do over the last weeks. And the sun just came up from behind the clouds after a short rain and the air is crispy and cool — which is a welcome change after the relentless and suffocating heat of the last weeks.

A change is coming. The fall or autumn, or whatever you might call it, is just around the corner. There will be time for new experiences and new perspectives on old things. I don’t particularly care if the fall is better or worse than other seasons — I care for the change itself. The soft ticking of the clock with each passing season is still there in my head, but I feel fine with it. If I cannot change it, I‘d better embrace it.