Changing my way of thinking is harder than it sounds. If it were easier, it'd be done the first time I decided to do it. It's not even the pain in the ass of a daily decision -- waking up each morning deciding to hold a good mood for the day. Nope, not that easy. It's a moment to moment decision. A moment to moment choice to say, "Gonna be positive. Gonna be happy. Gonna be pleasant."

Today, already, I have decided-forgotten-remembered-given up-decided again-forgotten- - - - on repeat. Now I'm remembering again.

Of course, I got the visit from Aunt Flo as of yesterday so my task at hand (having a good attitude), has been made all the more arduous.

But what the hay.

It's Christmas.

I love Christmas!

And I spent a lovely, albeit unaccomplishing Saturday, with my handsome feller. It was goodness.

Today I am ignoring a drive to apply to (even) more jobs around town, because, quite frankly, I'm exhausted by the thought of it.

I'm going to quite writing this horseshiiii. I've been doing this same thing for the past three+ years, mostly to get myself to use some words, but I'm tired of it. I'm tired of waiting on inspiration to hit. Gonna just start brainraining and see what comes out. Lil' change o' pace.
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