1. The previous post is way more about me than anyone else. I need to address my overwhelming insecurities and control my very active imagination. That's all.
2. Writing about my feelings really helps me to feel better.
3. Having a physical outlet, like walking, helps to get the negative out and lends great perspective.
4. My dog can't keep up with me.
5. It's windier than it looks outside. Walt and I were assaulted by gravel? or other small objects. My legs are still stinging.
6. This headband thing, even with little grippies, still doesn't fit my giant noggin. Kept slipping, had to adjust the thing quite a few times.
7. I sweat.
8. The Eels told me, "This is life, and everything's all right. Living living living living living living living living life."
9. Butterfly Boucher told me, "Never leave your heart alone."
10. Ingrid Michaelson told me, "We are just breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys."
11. There are a couple of yards on the main street in our hood that have a dandelion problem, already. I'm glad it's not me.
12. The Spring stuff is in the beginning stages. Bulbs, flowering trees...got to get out with the camera. Last year, I waited until it was almost over, and everything looked "mature." I'd like to get "fresh" this year.
13. I would have walked longer, if not for the wind assault. I really had it in me.
14. Maybe my therapist was right about needing a physical outlet for all my STUFF.
15. I guess that's what I paid her for.
16. I have the feeling I should still be paying her. I'm not proud of that. I should be cured by now.
17. Fuck, I hate talking about myself! Let's talk about you!
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