Finding Gratitude

I am grateful. Peace, baby.

About this post: I am creating something every day this month. That is, until yesterday when I felt overwhelmed by so much technology. I did not have the energy to complete my personal challenge to post for Day 9 of #NaBloPoMo18 or #Create30. And today’s prompt is Day 11 Prompt: “A rose by any other name would smell as sweet, don’t you think?”

My post today may address both of those prompts visually.

The photos are from my a bloom-filled day touring the Strip and Downtown Las Vegas yesterday.
Day 10 prompt: “Social media has become our measure of worth. You wake up to find out society has evaluated you based on social media’s feedback. Write to tell us how your typical day is based on this new form of evaluation.
Alternative topic: is technology going too far based on that system?”

Mission Impossible: A night op to fight teen angst

Operation Humanities

It was early evening. I was on a mission to help fight teen angst. I decided to start in a place rarely seen by the afflicted—the bookstore.

Armed with cash and dressed for combat, I jumped in the car. Objective: books. Field of battle: a bookstore. Motive: to enlighten a young mind. Targets: philosophy, literature, and art journal supplies. Conflict: demand greater than supply.

Recon, from the parking lot, revealed a high-traffic environment. The store was in its final days. Books were priced to move. (All fixtures too!) This may get bloody.

I entered the store. I scanned for the target genre. It was tough as the field looked tossed and battle worn.

Cloaked in suburban mommy wear, I stalked unnoticed. Shoppers seemed focused on their own targets. In fact, I noticed that several were consulting lists and scoping the territory.

All of the sudden, a primal need to consume indiscriminately kicked in. It didn’t matter what it was. I wanted to have rather than not.

My eye flushed red. My knees bent. My back coiled. I was about to lose my humanity.

Later, as I approached my car, my vision cleared. I had books in hand—a couple for the teen and a few for myself.

Mission accomplished.

Sunday, September 4, 2011. I snapped the pic with my Kodak Z7590 then put the photo through a filter using Photoshop. The store receipt reflected $44 in savings.