I’m sorry I’ve been gone so long. Did you miss me?
I lost my job after watching what I considered to be a fairly secure wad of underperforming, overdividending company stock wither down to raisin dimensions. This phase was pretty manageable, actually, especially considering the radical improvement in my commute, but when the Eagles lost to the Cardinals and then I found out my son got into a private college with a roughly $50k annual price tag, it was too much to bear. I went into a karmic tailspin and contracted the flu, which lasted 10 days and is just now winding down.
I’ve made a pile of manure in my backyard to sit on just in case I’m covered with boils next week and have to scoop the pus out with a big spoon. But I’m not blaming G-d. It’s not that I think He has a plan for me. I’ve just realized that my short-term well-being was never part of His plan. He doesn’t care whether we’re “happy”. And why should He? What does our happiness have to do with getting to the Omega Point?