environmental mail
I’ve spent the last half hour looking at mail that I did not ask to receive. I’m a push-over for dying polar bears, vanishing habitats, or the demise of the monarch’s milkweed. This junk mail war wears me out! When something enters my mailbox, it is treated with respect. Until I read “Urgent Message Inside” or “Do Not Wait To Open” or my favorite “Your Life Depends On This!” Truly, I am not a cynic, a bleeding heart, or any other cliche. I just want to live and let live. Can you tell the era from which I am?
keep on giving
I believe our world works because we live with givers and takers. Basically, most people are both…that makes us balanced. Sometimes I write that check and give; it depends on how I was treated by a bunch of elementary school kids. Often, I tear off my name, because I more afraid of identity theft than the end of this planet, recycle the propaganda, and make room for more mail.
nirvana
When I’m driving into the pinks, purples, and oranges of a sunset on my way home from work, I breathe deeply. I say a prayer of thanks, and I smile. Without junk mail and without anyone to tell me, I say “I love this planet!”