Fortune Cookies

In new york...anything is possible.

Occasionally, I get a fortune cookie that goes up on my cubicle wall...why? 


Little pieces of paper clutter up my life because I am lucky enough to work 83+ hour weeks, and live off Chinese takeout (employer gets me lunch). It is also because I possibly could be defined as using the messages to justify all the things I really really want to do (and possibly shouldn't)...I can be pathetic (ahem, but that would be a different conversation--and would possibly involve biting or hair pulling in the very least). The little grammatically incorrect, often incomprehensible pieces of disjointed wisdom are motivation to let my imagination soar.


 The mini white pieces of paper with dark blue text can be cutsy cheesy slips of motivation...e.g 


"Do the right thing because it is right! Have the courage to face it" 

Well, yes, Laundry is important BUT compared to lazing in the sun with friends on a blanket in central park oggling the volley ball team (may I add they are topless)...what is really the right thing??? ( I mean...come on!)


 "Apply yourself to the basics and progress will follow". hmmmmm. Make-up / shower today verses another 20 minutes in bed? It is debatable which is more of a basic necessity when you have only had two hours (besides I don't smell and I am not that ugly without war paint...right?).


Then there the messages that range from the frankly corny to the outrageously stupid. On my birthday (Ironically) I got.... The best thing about growing old is that it takes such a long time." Logically, I know that my waiter probably has a secret room in the back with cookies labelled birthdays because the likelihood that it was a co-incidence is about as likely as me being appointed Secretary General tonight! 

 Regardless, I would be interested in which of the following is going to give me permission to flaunt my new guy to my ex:-

• Our greatest Glory is not in never falling but in raising every time we fall. 
• The time is always right to do what is right. 
• The hard times will begin to fade. Joy will take their place.  

Also, does "It is too late to start digging a well when you feel thirsty" refer to "Get off facebook before you get fired!" Or ..."Keep your mouth shut, Biatch". When it comes to divulging what my colleague actually did last night?

What we did last night?

This naff gem makes arguing with boys so much more clear... "First they ignore you, then they attack you, then you win." Do you see what I mean? It is seductively easy to let the mini fortune cookie God justify life for me...


I know that these little slips of paper are just harmless fun. But they cheer me up when I get lonely or homesick. They are more than little pieces of paper. They are slices of motivation that remind me that I need to have a little fun and take a pinch of reality with my meal (and yes, writing this with almost zilch sleep is possibly something I will regret when I am sane). 


A Journey must begin with a single step.


In New York City, anything is possible! That is my first step...I am here! My journey is begun--right?!?!


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