dogriver | Another Wednesday Morning

Another Wednesday morning, and here I am, sitting at my desk, wondering what surprises this day is going to hurl at me. Hopefully my volunteers will both be able to make it today. If I get this new job, I won't have too many more chances to work with them, and my volunteers are the best.

In so many ways I feel like a horse that has a harness around it and is being lifted onto a ship by the harness - utterly powerless, utterly in no control of my destiny, and having no clue what that destiny is. Powerlessness is a nasty business, and my heart goes out to any horse that's ever been loaded onto a ship as described.