I give blood. And I never like it. In fact, you could say I practically dread walking into my local Blood Assurance office. (Okay, dread may be too strong a word.) The last time I gave, I passed out immediately after. But I do it. Because it’s the right thing to do. (Note: I passed out again last time. May be time to reconsider.)
This isn’t just for humanitarian arenas. It’s for your everyday life. It doesn’t matter if you hate doing the dishes or washing clothes. These things have to be done. And it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to edit another story about how colonoscopies can be used to catch cancer in its earliest and most treatable stages. You’re getting paid for it. So get to work.
Is this inspiring? I suppose that depends on your perception. But as human beings, we are given things to do every day. You either accept that your life is full of ordinary stuff you have to do or live in denial and keep waiting to do something big enough for people to notice.
In the meantime, your kitchen sink is overflowing and your rent is due.
Time to wrap up this li’l entry. I’ve got work to do.