august 1, 2017…

…today, i am grateful for…

…waking up at between 0400 and 0500. i was able to get some writing done and i took buggs for a really nice long walk. we sat together on the patio, listened to the birds sing, and i enjoyed two cups of coffee, as we watched the brilliant orange sun overtake a fuchsia sky…

…i shared some interesting text conversations, with j**s, regarding some new recipes for protein and filling fiber. she also sent me some new core workouts…

…i cooled myself down with a really, nice, cold shower. it woke me up and refreshed me. it felt good to let the desert dirt glide right off and go down the drain….

…a quick and uneventful commute to therapy…

…another interesting therapy session. i am grateful for the message that the universe seems to be sending me. i need to accept said message, find a new therapist, and move on…

…the fact that i can rest easily knowing that all of my bills are paid…car registration, car payment, insurance, and other expenses…

…being strong and healthy and able to be independent and free. the concept of freedom, being able to come and go as i please…has filled me with a lot of hope and the wherewithal to accomplish all of my goals…

…getting lots of walking and cardio in today, as i spent the day erranding and going in and out of stores…

…the ninety-nine cent store was so busy and hot today. the check out lines were very long. i was so exhausted and sweating profusely. instead of focusing on how miserable i was, i noticed a little boy in line ahead of me. he may have been around five. he sat there in that cart, so patiently and quietly. he was pretty precious, as he sat before me eating his bbq flavored pringles. i was staring at him, waiting to see if he would notice. we made eye contact. he shied away and hid his face, only to look back at me. i smiled at him and he smiled back. we amused each other for about a half an hour. we made faces at each other and laughed. we sang songs quietly. and, he discussed in detail, why he should not get a popsicle or ice cream sandwich out of the case and ask his mother to buy it. he explained that once it comes out of the case, it begins melting, and that by the time he got to the car…it would be sticky liquid. he was a very smart and funny little boy. i gave him a high five and told him that he made my day, when he left. and quite honestly, he did make my day…

i am independent. i am free. i am confident.

namaste.

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