From Dragonfly: Good Luck or Bad Luck

I've always heard that it is good luck when a bird poops on you. I don't know how that is good luck, as you now have poop somewhere on you. It's happened to me twice - once on my shoulder and once in my hair - yuck! I don't particularly remember anything great happening at that time - but I did likely go to the casino and try my luck. I actually don't believe in superstition so much. What I do believe in is that if we believe the worst, we will make the worst happen. So, I try not to go there in my head.

Anyway, I'm not sure how the superstition goes for this, but instead of being pooped on, a pigeon just literally flew into my head. I guess he/she didn't get a quick enough start or wasn't flying up at enough of an angle, but it flew directly to my head on the right side, while I was outside talking with Freckles, Chi, and Appeal. They all laughed. I laughed. But, I kept thinking, did a bird "really?!?!?" just fly into my head??? I can still feel it slightly. It didn't leave a mark. I wonder if it was as scared at the sudden "bam" as it was trying to follow it's flock up in the air. It didn't fall, it just turned slightly and flew off, seemingly unfazed. At least it didn't poop on me.

We have a lot of pigeons, here. A lot!!! We also have a tree so full of small birds, that it sounds like a jungle when you walk near it. There are all geese, probably by the water that the camp is near. The other night, I was mesmerized watching hundreds of geese fly overhead at sundown. I felt bad for the last one - he must be the ugly duckling - he was trying so hard to keep up, but just kept falling back. But he didn't give up, he was following the flock and following and following. I hope it wasn't an injury keeping him back. He was a good minute behind his flock when he finally flew out of view. I like to believe that he caught up. Why not? Some of us may be slower for one reason or another, but it doesn't mean we can't still get to the same destination. Plus, us slow pokes get to enjoy the view a little bit longer!

The whole weekend has been full of gossipers. There's tons of gossip around my coworkers who lost their jobs. I try to remind everyone that we can speculate all we want, but it's really not our business, we don't know who said what to whom, and gossip can cause people's lives here to be very difficult. I was at the end of a gossip chain not so long ago, and people still believe the lies being told about me. I'm just glad my coworkers are okay. They are still taking care of themselves, and who knows what will be next for them as things move forward. As we all know, things happen for a reason. We may not know the reason and the reason can actually have nothing particularly to do with us, maybe the person hired to replace one of them will be the reason. We just don't know. But, we can't let it stop us from making the best of it. Look at me, I resigned and then learned that I was not allowed to resign. I have no idea what will happen, how long I will be here, how long I will continue to work in my department, if I will go to the camp, if I will really be forced to max out my time. I did the one thing I could about that one, I wrote the warden to request he help get my exit paperwork completed. I'm out of options there.

It's Sunday, so I will spend the day doing my laundry (10:30am wash time), crocheting my throw blanket (some like it, some hate it because of all the different colored stripes), reading (enjoying "the gold finch" right now), and perhaps other stuff. Tonight, I will meet up with Lola. Her husband is in town and she enjoying a couple days with him in visitation, but it is also exhausting, since the room is not set up well. Prison has a huge strain on marriages, I pray that my friends are successful in maintaining theirs while they have to be in prison. Anyway, it will be a fine day, and I will get through it unfazed. I have just over 100 days until my official out date. I have somewhere around 15 Sundays left. I can do this.