The Good and the Bad
Good days and bad days, emotional ups and downs...gotta love being human.
I find the quirks of psychology very interesting. How do we shift moods so easily and sometimes with no discernable reason?
Today is a good day so far. I'm not having a terrible hair day, my clothes look decent, and no dramas have suddenly popped up (knock on wood). Look for the silver lining and don't take it for granted. Focus on the positive. It's okay to acknowledge the negative, but try not to focus on it.
Confusion however is another matter entirely. I find that I have to chew on that for a LONG TIME. I find myself visualizing the different pathways and consequences. Time consuming and sometimes frustrating. Life wouldn't be interesting without ups and downs though, right?
In other news I really want to see WANTED this weekend. Hopefully we'll make it to a showing. I'm dog sitting and walking. Gotta make some cash to buy some tires and get maintenance for my car. If anyone has some get rich quick ideas, send 'em my way.
Storm clouds are forming on the horizon and the wind is really picking up. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a storm.
Speaking of, I had a dream last night. Well, I imagine everyone had a dream of some sort, but this one was significant I think. I've always had a reoccurring dream about tornadoes. I'm terrified of them. In my dreams they are sentient and they always destroy everything around me and usually end up killing people trying to get to me, specifically. I'm always hiding, always running, always trying to warn people, but no one listens. Last night I saw the clouds. I turned around and looked at everyone and noticed they were totally oblivious. "A storm is coming, I think it's going to be bad," I said, but I was really calm about it. No one looked up. I turned back to the window, the clouds were closer and very ominous looking. I wanted to run. I could feel my heart pounding wildly in my chest. The trees were starting to bend almost in half and it was as dark as night outside. I walked to the door and opened it. I was surprised that it opened so easily with the wind blowing as hard as it was. The funnel cloud was forming. I started walking. I remember screaming in my head that this was insane but I kept walking. The funnel touched the ground and debris was flying everywhere. Dust was making my eyes water but the tornado wasn't moving, besides spinning faster than my mind could comprehend. The noise was hideous, crunching and roaring, I swear I even heard screaming. I wanted to look back at everything, make sure that everyone was okay but I knew the moment I took my eyes off of this beast that it would pounce on them and everything would be lost. I could feel blood running from a thousand cuts all over my body from the tiny gravel and pieces of glass being thrown around. It was literally sucking the air from my lungs. The roaring got louder and I knew that it was getting angry and impatient. I put my head down and walked into it.
I sat up in bed literally gasping and sweating all over, just like in the movies. My covers were on the floor and my pillow was wet. It took a long time for me to get back to sleep but for some reason this morning I feel calm about it.
I find the quirks of psychology very interesting. How do we shift moods so easily and sometimes with no discernable reason?
Today is a good day so far. I'm not having a terrible hair day, my clothes look decent, and no dramas have suddenly popped up (knock on wood). Look for the silver lining and don't take it for granted. Focus on the positive. It's okay to acknowledge the negative, but try not to focus on it.
Confusion however is another matter entirely. I find that I have to chew on that for a LONG TIME. I find myself visualizing the different pathways and consequences. Time consuming and sometimes frustrating. Life wouldn't be interesting without ups and downs though, right?
In other news I really want to see WANTED this weekend. Hopefully we'll make it to a showing. I'm dog sitting and walking. Gotta make some cash to buy some tires and get maintenance for my car. If anyone has some get rich quick ideas, send 'em my way.
Storm clouds are forming on the horizon and the wind is really picking up. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a storm.
Speaking of, I had a dream last night. Well, I imagine everyone had a dream of some sort, but this one was significant I think. I've always had a reoccurring dream about tornadoes. I'm terrified of them. In my dreams they are sentient and they always destroy everything around me and usually end up killing people trying to get to me, specifically. I'm always hiding, always running, always trying to warn people, but no one listens. Last night I saw the clouds. I turned around and looked at everyone and noticed they were totally oblivious. "A storm is coming, I think it's going to be bad," I said, but I was really calm about it. No one looked up. I turned back to the window, the clouds were closer and very ominous looking. I wanted to run. I could feel my heart pounding wildly in my chest. The trees were starting to bend almost in half and it was as dark as night outside. I walked to the door and opened it. I was surprised that it opened so easily with the wind blowing as hard as it was. The funnel cloud was forming. I started walking. I remember screaming in my head that this was insane but I kept walking. The funnel touched the ground and debris was flying everywhere. Dust was making my eyes water but the tornado wasn't moving, besides spinning faster than my mind could comprehend. The noise was hideous, crunching and roaring, I swear I even heard screaming. I wanted to look back at everything, make sure that everyone was okay but I knew the moment I took my eyes off of this beast that it would pounce on them and everything would be lost. I could feel blood running from a thousand cuts all over my body from the tiny gravel and pieces of glass being thrown around. It was literally sucking the air from my lungs. The roaring got louder and I knew that it was getting angry and impatient. I put my head down and walked into it.
I sat up in bed literally gasping and sweating all over, just like in the movies. My covers were on the floor and my pillow was wet. It took a long time for me to get back to sleep but for some reason this morning I feel calm about it.
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