Gird up my loins….(like a man)
For my new job, I have to wear an old tool-belt. Which I am starting to slowly fill up with new (expensive, but useful) tools and my older, cheaper ones.
I feel cool when I wear said belt.
I also look like a redneck nerd.
It feels like I’m a gun-slinger, the way the dirty, sweat-stained leather rides low on my hips.
It feels weighed down, like I have a sword hanging down my leg, instead of a cheap hammer that knocks against my knee-cap.
I have no delusions of grandeur about what I’m doing and how inexperienced I am.
But sometimes it feels cool…despite everything.