"Never stop looking, for what what's not there." Late in my day, I am looking around at the ever-changing landscape of projects in progress in my place. On the way home from errands, I drove by a construction site. It looked like home. And I remembered this line from
The Magic of Belle Isle. It always makes me think of an eons-ago job when I was hopelessly dim and nearly made trouble for someone I did not understand. Thank G for my supervisor. She had a steely pair and drilled me until I showed a few signs of life. Seems that the person with the paper-strewn floors and puppy smells had taken time to get someone to pick up the pooch and make a wee effort to deal with puppy's natural activities before driving themselves to the hospital, where they could finish having their heart attack without the added concerns about beloved pup. This movie came along decades later, but every time I watch I remember the old me, am grateful for present-day me, and am hopeful for future me-- lest I ever forget that today's mess might only be a bridge between yesterday and today or just the difference between what we think should be there and what is more rightfully going to be there. I needed this reminder today. I feel better now and can face the next round of tasks on the road to project completion.
Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)