I think I farmed seven harmonies today.

One of the benefits of working occasionally at a pharmacy these days is the absence of pressure to create a daily masterpiece.  I use masterpiece casually because one never really knows WHEN and “in what form” a masterpiece will manifest. But one of the challenges of mastering my sparks of creativity is that it is so difficult for me to just sit down and write sometimes. I get so distracted by my fascination with productive productivity and my intense intentions of trying to implement ideas that will lead me to the next idea.
Blocking out the right moment to write is always rewarding but draining.  When I’m working as a pharmacist—yes I get drained sometimes too–but I experience No guilt RESIDUALS from choosing to binge on TV instead of write —sleep endlessly instead of write— go shopping instead of write—-vacuum instead of write—color coordinate my hat and scarf collection instead of write— I could go on forever with this. When I’m an Rph I have the guarantee that my time at work will be productive. Meaning– prescriptions will be quality checked, sometimes a life saved and I will receive a fat quality check for my services at the end of the week.
BONUS—is that I know my job. These days I like my job. So I can permit my subconscious to continue practicing the art of compartmentalizing all the words and emotions and the countless incredible images and memories of the past and future that SWIM through my head constantly.  All the melodies that pop in and out of my moments I’m able to stamp it with a manifest later label and instantly my 8-10 hours working at a pharmacy becomes the distance between dreaming of harvesting music and literally farming harmonies subconsciously. I think I farmed seven harmonies today. I’m assuming the universe is telling me that I have settled into some level of balance that is attached to my current collection of circumstances. Honestly, I have no idea how much longer pharmacy will continue to be a part of the combination that still complete me. But it’s pretty funny for me to find myself admitting that right now, it does.