On a brighter note…

“A human being is a part of the whole, called by us ‘Universe’, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest- a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole nature in its beauty.

“Nobody is able to achieve this completely, but the striving for such achievement is in itself a part of the liberation and a foundation for inner security.”

-Albert Einstein (letter), taken from Full Catastrophe Living

This optical delusion quote, playing on the words optical illusion, is one of the best parts of this self help meditation book I’m reading at home and from my Fire Francesca wherever I go. I can’t necessarily carry the actual library copy around in my bag, for the book itself is about 660 pages long and the spine is pretty thick. I’m about a third of the way through the book already, on Chapter 14.

Also, this quote was written in a letter by a science genius who discovered relativity and splitting the atom.

Now that it’s Monday, and it’s that wonderful time again to post more on blogs, I do have some uplifting tales to write for what happened after this emotional week or two that have happened. August was a pretty emotional month for me since my MTA ID expired on the first of the month, and I had to wait until the END of the month after the power outage and a protest to get my ID back.

This weekend, I had a pretty good time at karaoke, which was followed by a little boy’s birthday party. That little boy is my nephew Weston Vargas, my friend Beth’s son, who turned two years old on Saturday. His daddy’s birthday was the day after. One of the greatest birthday presents my friend’s husband ever got for his 30th birthday was becoming a father.

My nephew is on the right, his daddy is on the left.

So Beth thought it would be a great idea to hold a combined birthday party for her son and her husband. Then again, it was at a park in the open air, there were lots of kids, and there were so many bugs, and we almost left in the middle of it. But Anthony and I ended up staying to support Beth and celebrate, which honestly meant the world to her. Friendships, that’s what matters.

Also, since it was the weekend and I got to spend some time in the library next door to the park, my mom gave me her fortune cookie paper to hold onto. She said that it gave her very good vibes and she hoped to rub it off on me. It said: Luck will soon come your way.

And at the end of every saying in a fortune cookie, I like to add, “…with a chainsaw.” So, Luck will soon come your way… with a chainsaw. My parents and I had dinner at the newly opened Panda Express in White Marsh last week, so that’s how we got the fortune cookies. Mmm, orange chicken and string beans with noodles.

Well, this morning, I decided to get up early and get on the light rail to go to the MTA transit office in the city. I got lost for about 20-25 minutes, but I did eventually find my way from the train stop to the Donald Schaeffer building on St. Paul.

This is the blouse I chose to wear for them to take my picture and replace my old ID:

I almost didn’t wear this blouse when I went downtown. I’m surprised I can still wear it as a size small. Designed by French Laundry, discovered at Rugged for $8. (I love their stuff.)

As soon as I finally got there before 10 a.m., the same woman from the front desk recognized me and told me to come back with her to get my photo taken. All she needed was for me to turn in my expired ID, and she gave me my new one in just a few minutes. It honestly looks weirder with the blood red border and it makes my shirt look like it’s red instead of pink. I prefer pink better.

It was a good thing I got my ID on the spot so I could pay the reduced fare toward the bus ride back to Towson. But as my fortune cookie had it, the bus ride was free, because the machine you had to put your money in for the fares was broken. So for the entire day, I only paid $1.80 for taking the transit to go anywhere. Awesome.

And to continue my lucky day, I hope my boyfriend’s trivia team “Like Essex Machine” (run those three words together, really fast… that’s the joke) continues their winning streak this week for Charm City Trivia when we head down to the tavern. We’re getting closer to the playoffs.

I’m starting this off to a good week. I hope I can put these “optical delusions” in my head into the furnace, and then get through a pretty good week.

And the good news is, for the next three years, I don’t have to go down to the city again.

-Lady in the Blue Box

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