It Makes Sense

But some days it's awfully hard.

He is a man of sense who does not grieve for what he has not, but rejoices
in what he has.
- Epictetus

Dear Universe

Dear Universe,

While I'm pleased as punch when you offer me audition opportunities and short-term paid work contracts, I'm confused by your concomitant generosity with The Sick and especially The Laryngitis. Why do you offer me paid work that involves many consecutive hours of talking when you're going to take my voice away at the same time?

I'm not complaining. I understand that we all must get sick at some point.

I'm just wondering if there's a message in here that I'm just not hearing clearly.

Yours,
Miche