existance loves us
In Alan Moore’s Promethea when Barbara and Sophie, two of the mortal women who incarnate the divine Promethea are on the Chesed level of the Tree of Life their guide Boo-Boo (who’s a younger version of Barbara as well as her guardian angel says “Existence loves us. If it could, it’d stop a bullet for us. An’ it works #%$@*& to put bread on the table for us an’ to keep a #%$@*& sky over our heads.”
This line really struck me when I was reading Promethea but I dismissed it along with a lot of what the series imparts as something that’s a lovely sentiment but not really the way things really work.
Yet there are times I can almost believe it’s true. Yesterday for instance. Right after I posted about being a complete loser and generally sucking I went to work. Because I’m somewhat obsessive compulsive I always get to work 45 minutes to an hour early so I was up in the break room drinking Kombucha and feeling miserable when my #1 crush deli-boy tapped me on the shoulder to say hello because he hadn’t seen me in a while. It has been a while (about a month). I actually had thought he’d left the store but it turns out he’s only working Saturdays now that schools started again.
Sigh. He’s so cute. He looks just like a more diabolical version of Jon Heder in Blades of Glory.
It’s sort of silly but seeing him and especially the fact that he made a point of getting my attention really made me feel a lot better and it just came at the perfect time too, that’s why I thought of the quote from Promethea.
Pessimistic as I am I’m glad I can still appreciate the occasional blessing the universe bestows.
I sent out about half a dozen resumes today for jobs advertised in the Chicago Reader and on Craigs List Chicago. In an attempt to stay positive I’m trying to keep in mind that at least I’m not unemployed like I was the last time I was looking for a job.