Showing posts with label that special place. Show all posts
Showing posts with label that special place. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Thinking Good Thoughts


You know those visualization exercises? Go to your special place. I tend to hate those. Yoga classes always seemed to end with them. I used to think I don't have a special place. Now I do, but the problem is I want to be there for real, not in my mind.

I want to be here, this place in the picture. The nice thing is, I've been there and I will be there. 

Anyhow, I've been quiet and in that feeling sorry for myself place. Which is not good. Not much gets done there. 

But yesterday and today some things happened that made me feel better. Like, Sommer asks "tell me something good." And P.S. Haven invites us to come up to his gallery and view his art (Haven, it is definitely art!). Marina lets us listen in over at Donna's. And Alison has buttons and won't lie.

And the weather has cooled to more seasonable temps (though I did enjoy the heat for two days). And they found the problem on my car and I've got my fingers crossed that it'll be fixed soon. That bare spot in the garage has really gotten me down. 

So, I'm going to try to think positive the rest of the day and get stuff done.