Grocery shopping, books, and moonlighting

Some women like to shop, the material kind of course. Id say I am not that girl. I get nostalgia from the feel and smell of a new book and fresh food. If they are together, it's a miracle! I love the way bakery bread smells, or how delicious a coho or sockeye wild salmon looks in the seafood area. I can even go to a farmers market and find homemade jam and steal five samples, when you of course are only allowed one. The books are opening a window for fresh air and the food is like eating in a dining room you aren't supposed to use, its wicked and wonderful all at once. I food shop all different places and when I really want organic and still scrumptious, its always trader joes. Oh that joe sure has good food. I go into a book store and don't emerge for hours, finally agreeing the purchase of one book never hurt anyone convincing myself happily that even though it may be read and enjoyed quicker than I bargain. Samples! Oh samples, Ill eat them as I am walking around the tastes and sometimes disasters of concoctions. Books, to hide behind a shelf and read the words on a page get sunk into a world that I knew could never exist till I picked up its story.  Picking up a food item that its label speaks yum louder than my own mouth will laugh at how much items landed in the cart because of the oh this looks good factor of my sensory neurons at work.  The books of so many secrets and  worn  but  sacred history, a legacy, or a landmark, a tradition perhaps brought back to life.  How I love grocery shopping alas the heavy bags never get lighter but the food healthy and even not so healthy, my growling, rebellious stomach rejoices.
     What on earth is moonlighting? Why it's working by day and double shifting a degree, a writing task, heavy research or pouring into another development plan. She says go for it, you have absolutely nothing or anyone tying you down. A dream a whole new change; a course of action maybe to step aside from a nasty rut or boredom or unhappiness, a sheer desire to learn and grow, or a competitive nature so strong it could only ensconched by dear me: more education.  It takes more than just a few nights a week, a degree why it takes a long time. I've  heard it said, it is indeed a sacrifice, but rewarding. I wonder if its on the same scale as having built your way up the corporate or job ladder. The possibilities, the frustrations, the finance cut and debt....well, sure is something to think about. I wonder who hires a person with a masters and whether I could be a writer or an editor. Nay, the grass isnt always greener on the other side, but Walt did encourage us to dream and imagine as he has for us all....now that's a model we could project I presume.

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