Day 199 of 365 Days of Silver ~~ Grateful That I Don’t Have to Go To Work for Twelve Days!


At last! I made it through the week! I made it through the day with the Evil Team Leader who was doing his best to make my day miserable and I didn’t tell him to go %$#@ himself…. Which I am pretty proud of.

Then it occurred to me…he’s mean. And he knows that all he is ever going to be—at best—is a team leader for that company. It was the Peter Pan Principle that got him there and he has raised to the very very very highest and best level that he ever ever will. He knows I have a good life. He knows I have people that love me and people that I love. He is near fifty and never had a successful relationship! He really has no friends. His mother has passed and he lived for her approval which he never really got. He knows I am leaving that place where we both work. He knows all my dreams are very close to coming true…and he doesn’t even know what his dreams are.

As Taylor Swift says….

Someday, I’ll be living in a big old city
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean
Someday, I’ll be big enough so you can’t hit me
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean

That got me through!

Then work was done and I left without saying a word and got something to eat and spoke with my good friend Noah on the phone and am home and writing this so I can finish (mostly) packing so I can leave tomorrow for Midwest Men’s Festival. Ten + day of fun and frolicking and learning and brotherhood and faeriehood and powerful experiences and star watching and dancing and skinny-dipping and cuddling with friends and laughing and cocktails and talking late, late into the night (maybe seeing the sun touch the sky) and seeing people that I haven’t seen in a year and the big fun Talent Show and silly costumes (maybe a gold sequin cocktail dress—LOL!) and singing and drumming and a bonfire and selling gorgeous sarongs and doing a reading and sharing my books and Heart Circles and meeting new faeries and new discoveries and adventures and lots and lots and lots of magick!

It is an amazing time. Within a few days it’s hard to even tell what day it is, never mind me what time. It’s the next best thing to Avalon or Brigadoon or K’un-L’un or Shambhala or Shangri-La.

And I deserve it.

And I very well might finish this novel on cool mornings, sitting on the porch of my cabin, surrounded by trees and nature and singing birds.

What could possibly be better than that?

B.G. Thomas

art by pippalou at morgeFile


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