I’ve had a bit of an outlook shift in the last few weeks. It kind of snuck up on me, and it definitely wasn’t a linear progression, and I’m sure I may yet falter and/or regress. Nonetheless: I am a happier person than I used to be, because I’m tired of being sad.
Does this mean I will no longer regale you with verbose whining about the inconsequential, annoying minutiae in my life? Of course not; hyperbole is never going to cease to entertain me. But in the purest sense of where I’m at? I’m grateful for the good, and better able to see the not-so-good as sucky, sure, but not the be-all and end-all of my existence.
It turns out to be very freeing. So I thought it only fitting to share more about it this week, before I break another bone on preparing Thanksgiving dinner. (Kidding! I hope!) Come on over to Feel More Better to read about the secret I discovered. Spoiler: It’s not really a secret.