And I'm feeling good.
It's more than a Buble song; it's my new approach to life. No, seriously, it is. No matter how much a particular day sucks (and let's face it: as much good as there is in my life, sucking is relative) the next day is new and inherently good. Goodness being an inherent quality, it therefore doesn't depend on anyone else. Whether I'm with someone, pursuing someone, or eating dinner alone on a Friday, the day is still good if I let it be. My happiness, then, is a function of my ability to see that goodness, and to actively seek it out.
So there you go. Weighing in on Tuesday; the battle against the polar bear begins in earnest.
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You know what's sad? There is absolutely no smart-ass remark to be made here. Your blog entries of late have left me wallowing in my own smart-assitude due to my lack of an outlet...
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