Like I’m in a blanket, fresh out of the dryer, watching my favorite movie and drinking delicious cocoa with fat marshmallows, with a dollop of dark Dominican rum. I’m coming to the conclusion that I can’t control what I think, but I can control how I think about it. I am learning how to be sad about something, without being depressed by it, you feel me? My latest exercise is to use five positive adjectives for how I want my day to turn out.
There isn’t even much rhyme and reason to this post. I just feel like I’ve got sunshine pouring out of me, and I figured I would share it.