I’ve been aware all day of the hidden perils attached to today’s job interview (see my Twitter). It might succeed, it might not, but what certainly underpins it is a desire to ‘fix’ something which is ‘wrong’. Of course the secondary thought (the first one I was aware of) is that once the lack of a permanent job is ‘fixed’, happiness will reign and everything will be lovely.
Except I’m committed not to live a life of grasping like that anymore. I can’t exactly stop the thoughts, but I can be aware of them and accept them. And thereby not be ruled by them.