Work has picked up at the shop after several weeks of nothing. I’m taking a break, and Shorty stopped by. She likes to hang out while I work.
After years of self-improvement, I’m able to observe the thoughts and emotions going on in my mind. I guess that is my mind. The person doing the observing is part of who I am, but so is the persona I present to the world.
What my ego wants to know is what’s in it for me, which is like asking the value and worthwhileness of what I’m doing. That’s a legitimate question, and deserves a full disclosure of oneself to oneself. I choose to treat myself in a fair and honest way.