I sat in church this morning and asked God to fix things. The evening of December 3rd derailed me. I haven’t been interested in anything since that evening.
The answer to my prayers was unexpected. I decided I would return to the LBJ National Grasslands today. I will face my fear of ticks. Doing that would give me control. And by doing that, I will take back December 3rd and the present.
December 3rd is a reference to Corporate Lifetime Fitness, the local Lifetime Fitness and the local police who don’t/can’t/won’t take measures to protect females at the gym. I find this confounding. I had confidence in them to take quick action to investigate, ask questions, be proactive. Do something.
I have reached a point where I think I’m more annoyed by the people in authority than I am of the man who harassed me.
Today I decided I cannot control anyone’s actions. But I can control mine. I can harness all my incredulity, my repugnance towards incompetent people in authority and the man who harassed me—into something beneficial for me. I used all the emotion to face my fear of ticks.
My fear of ticks was no match. It crumbled in to dust.
When I arrived at the Grasslands there were wild turkeys waiting to greet me. I forgot everything occupying my mind and chased the turkeys with my iPhone.