"for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so"
Hamlet, Act 2, Scene 2
the mind is a powerful (evil and wonderful) tool.
it can turn a prospective birthday party in to a mental breakdown.
it can make a catastrophic hospital visit, calm.
in 3 months, I turn 33 (I think). my mind writes my 'birthday party' story as such... I am turning old, living alone, with a sad dog, no kids, behind on everything that is 'normal', without any real quality to entice people to celebrate, anyone that does come does it out of sympathy.
I will cancel it the day before.
2 years ago I visited my uncle at the hospital. instructed to say my final goodbye, I stood next to him... with tears threatening, my mind took a photo of myself there - in that room at that very moment - and put it in a 'box'. I imagined that box getting smaller. further away. like zooming out in Google maps. that frantic emotion was contained and I was able to talk to him.
he improved and is still with us today.
both of those examples may make you question my sanity... but Mr. Shakespeare was right. thinking is what makes something good or bad.
consider me in training for the good side. I hope you join me... if you are not already there.
in other news...
...today smelled like rain. just smelled. (drought still happening)
..."your feelings result from the messages you give yourself. In fact, your thoughts often have much more to do with how you feel than what is actually happening in your life" - David D. Burns, M.D.
...I was slightly disappointed Romeo sold-out.
Hamlet, Act 2, Scene 2
the mind is a powerful (evil and wonderful) tool.
it can turn a prospective birthday party in to a mental breakdown.
it can make a catastrophic hospital visit, calm.
in 3 months, I turn 33 (I think). my mind writes my 'birthday party' story as such... I am turning old, living alone, with a sad dog, no kids, behind on everything that is 'normal', without any real quality to entice people to celebrate, anyone that does come does it out of sympathy.
I will cancel it the day before.
2 years ago I visited my uncle at the hospital. instructed to say my final goodbye, I stood next to him... with tears threatening, my mind took a photo of myself there - in that room at that very moment - and put it in a 'box'. I imagined that box getting smaller. further away. like zooming out in Google maps. that frantic emotion was contained and I was able to talk to him.
he improved and is still with us today.
both of those examples may make you question my sanity... but Mr. Shakespeare was right. thinking is what makes something good or bad.
consider me in training for the good side. I hope you join me... if you are not already there.
in other news...
...today smelled like rain. just smelled. (drought still happening)
..."your feelings result from the messages you give yourself. In fact, your thoughts often have much more to do with how you feel than what is actually happening in your life" - David D. Burns, M.D.
...I was slightly disappointed Romeo sold-out.
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