
I've discovered that turning on the News first thing in the morning is a terrible way to start the day. I don't give a shit about most of this crap, and will choose to read the paper instead (The Star is not yet bankrupt).
Anyhoo, not "passing out" at night has me all in my head, which is sometimes a scary place to be. Last night I rode with it, and it wasn't that scary after all. In fact, I had a vision of a beautiful painting, I don't paint, but think I will buy some canvas and brushes this weekend and give it a whirl.
Back to work after a long break yesterday was calming... shockingly calming.
The drive home was a battle, between me and the car. It kept wanting to pull into the bar, I won, thank God. You see, I live in an old Catholic neighborhood, with literally 6, yes SIX, bars within WALKING DISTANCE! That has always been the downside of my quaint little hood. So easy to just go to the bar, for any reason... boredom, celebration, sadness, anger... But, last night, I won, I did not drink! Hooray!
Today, my intentions are the same...
I am peaceful this cold Dec. mornin'. I feel as though I'm Finally beginning to settle into myself again.
Here Goes!
Have a Beautiful Day!