I got to the gym late this morning… really late. (long night, no work = late) Do you remember how I told you about the girl at the front counter who almost acts like I’m almost not an inconvenience when I get there in the morning? Well today, she had a bright smile and told me ‘you’re usually here a lot earlier than this’. Not a bad start to the day. I told her I was late because I had a rough morning due to the fact that disposing of evidence is much harder in daylight and is therefore very time consuming. She’ll probably never talk to me again.
Okay, I didn’t say that, but we did chat for a few minutes – I guess maybe she’s just not one of those 5am people…
I’m not sure that I’m going to be able to pull much of a point out of today’s post, but I’m going to move forward with it and hope that you find something in it that works for you anyway. I had quite a bit of time to reflect on what’s going on in my own life; to explore what it is that I have been feeling lately… I’m not sure if you noticed (how could you not – all I do is talk about it), but I’ve run across something in my life that has really made a difference. I can’t put a name to it, but I do like to refer to it as my ‘distraction’. (I’m wondering now if it’s a distraction since I don’t seem to be distracted, but changed…. hmmm)
Well, today my distraction seems to have stepped up a little. I was noticing on the way home that the sky seems more blue, my legs are starting to tan (about time), my car runs better (and faster) and my outlook is just what I would call annoying on anybody else. (Yup, that good) I think dachshunds might even be cuter today. So what’s the difference?
You. The opportunity to talk with you and work things out here at the ol’ .com has really made me see things in myself that I’ve not seen before (and I like ’em). And I’ve never really had the ability to work things out for myself by ‘helping’ somebody else work things out (I tell myself that I do that here). And it’s certainly opened a whole new world of emotions, experiences and colors. You just.make.me.better. I want it to last, too. I wish I could put more into words here, but this’ll have to do.