Lined up against the wall
Identified with your tribe
Where does the mindset shift
From the rules that you prescribe?
This game isn’t easy
Yet played out every day
All uniquely similar
In deeds and words we say
Incited to live in fear
Lies are told as true
Only some allowed to win
But tell that you can too
A race to become less tolerant
Can be run in any way seen fit
Upend the board and strut around
Covering everything in shit
Inspired by this great post at The Renegade Press
Today I’m feeling:
Good once I got moving and going. Exercise and hangs were a bit more difficult today as my arms are tired from doing this more often but hopefully it will settle down to strengthening everything.
With a long day ahead, I’m still feeling positive and on top of things but definitely looking forward to resting up at the weekend.
Health:
Physical: 8
Mental: 8
Today I’m grateful for:
Ploughing through the day and continuing when I got home. Using energy is giving me motivation to draw on my reserves.
The best thing about today was:
A student that I hadn’t met before said, ‘Hi, Teacher Shaun’. I asked her who she was and we talked a little and she said ‘I like Teacher Shaun.’
I asked her why, and she said ‘I’m ใจดี๊’, meaning kind-hearted. As I’d never talked with her before, I assumed that she had heard this from other students.
Either way, it made me feel good.
What was out of your control today and how did you handle it?
In my short break between classes today, I was hoping to enjoy some peace in the cafe but there was some meeting going on and I was relegated to an uncomfortable low table but I got on with a few things anyway. It was a bit rushed but it was good not to drop the energy levels and flake through the afternoon.
Review your acts, Good and bad.
Amy is in a feisty, drunken mood and being a bit loud and dramatic. I’m doing my best to entertain her but the day is catching up with me and I just want to read and relax until I fall asleep.
Our cats were extremely scared and bothered by the fireworks for Loy Kratong last night. Amy let them both into the bedroom, which I knew was a bad idea but didn’t want to say anything.
Cap settled by my head, but Tigger was hiding under the lounge, and I got back to reading. After a while, I saw movement to my right, and Tigger had come out onto Amy’s bed. Unfortunately, he wasn’t sitting but pissing. I quickly got him off and pulled up the doona but it had also gone through to the sheet too.
I got them off the bed and into the washing machine and Amy complained that I wasn’t watching them whilst she got stuff prepared to sleep in the other room.

