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Not My Job The other day (and by that I mean “a few months ago”) I was shopping at World Market when I took a puzzle off of a display to see if it was suitable for my niece and nephews.  After looking it over, I decided to put it back on the shelf but I couldn’t get it to stand up without falling over because the shelf was a bit slanted.  When it had fallen a couple times, a lady who was shopping near me said “oh, don’t pick that up, that’s not your job.”  I gave a curtesy smile and she walked away.   Immediately after she had shared her opinion with me, a negative chord was struck.  Was she serious?  Are we too busy Christmas shopping that we can’t bother to return items in the way we retrieved them?  Whose job should it be, if not my own, to replace the puzzle to it’s rightful place because I was the person who “de-shelve” it in the first place?  (I’m sure we’ve all been there, myself included, “I don’t want to go all the way to the othe...

Let's Go For a Walk We need to have faith to jump, but we also need to jump to have faith. When it comes to waiting, I’d rather not…the anticipation butterflies boil within me and the possibilities of what the future may soon hold consume my thoughts.  Tomorrow's chances becomes today’s reality and I am soon dissatisfied with my current position: now.   Dreams.  Desires.  Passions.  Visions.  These topics flood my mind.  I dream of future realities which then fuel more and more dreams.  The desire to run away with them overwhelms me and quickly replaces the need to take the necessary steps to take off.  And every time, without fail, I find myself back where I started; dreaming of the run instead of learning how to walk. Because, in order to run we need to first learn how to walk.   It’s a little funny really, I dislike running with a passion.  My body aches, my muscles tighten and my lungs scream for more oxygen....