Since I refuse to accept that I can have any sort of smallish bad luck - I generally insist on believing that anything bad that happens is, at the least, a tragedy of epic proportions - I can only conclude that the Universe does indeed have an infinite capacity for torturing even the most insignificant of us. The Universe, my friends, is a fickle creature, and can turn on you on a dime. I think I may be paying for all those years of a blessed existence I enjoyed.
Today's payday, and I went to the ATM to withdraw some of my direct-deposited funds to treat myself to a pizza for dinner, only to find that the ATM network seems to think that none of that money is there, despite the insistence of my employers that the deposit was made, and the arrival in my mailbox of my pay stub, making the same assertion.
Some tragic fluke, you think? Or a criminally vicious prank played by an, at best, uncaring and at worst, malevolent Grand Design. Regardless, no pizza for me tonight. And I was so looking forward to it.
So, happy Summer Solstice! Today is officially the first day of summer, though many people prefer to celebrate June 22nd at the first day, since it's the first full day of summer. But the Earth passed it's solstice this morning at 9:24 a.m., and now we can celebrate the fact that we haven't spun off into space and the good ol' sun is keeping us in its orbit... at least for now.
The graphic above is, as you can see, ripped off from the good folks at accuweather.com. I'm very fond of that site for my weather updates... they're generally right on the money. I've even been able to depend on them enough to know whether or not I should carry an umbrella to work or not... they actually post hourly forecasts on their site that hold true. Last week, one of their forecasts said it was only going to rain in Manhattan between 3 & 4 p.m., and I'll be damned if that's not exactly what happend. They have a pretty good track record.
Being me, I spend a lot of time worrying about the decision to apply for a full-time job, and essentially take a hiatus or sabbatical from acting for a couple of years. But I came across a quote from Measure for Measure which has given me a lot of comfort (which is ironic, since Measure for Measure is my least favorite Shakespeare play) and goes a little something like this:
"Go to your bosom;
Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know..."
- Isabella, Act 2 Scene 2
It's taken a little out of context, since I'm cutting off the end of the line, but in the search for personal comfort, I don't think ol' Wil will mind terribly. I happen to like the image of going to your own heart and contemplating what's there to find the answers you need when you're troubled.
I think we all have to have some way of getting through trying times, and we have to take comfort where we can.
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