The other day I was having some interesting thoughts, and I thought, maybe I should have a blog, and I could write these thoughts and maybe some people would like to read them. Only, I have forgotten what the thoughts were that I had the other day. So I will have to post interesting thoughts the next time I have them.
For now, I will just say that my cats have actually stopped stealing the chalk from the chalkboard shelf since I wrote "KITTENS: DO NOT STEAL THE CHALK!" on the board.
And my sister is having a boy baby, she found out today. She will call him Wesley. But he will not be born for awhile yet.
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What does one do after struggling mightily to conform to the instructions and wishes of those who have shaped you, only to find you have run out of instructions?
I wore out MHPs who would tear down barriers to my comfort zone. The comfort zone is my sanctuary. Change is the enemy; that, and people that hurt you. Despite abundant misery, the demons there are familiar.
Now I know I must. The fittest who survive are the adapters. They are the ones who relish the challenge of confronting and overcoming life’s enigmas. I fought a losing battle with all my will for far to long before learning I must act. Take the step beyond the comfort zone and do something. There are rewards.
When are the interesting thoughts you were thinking going to be shared?
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