And then I woke up today and I was just fine. And I was not quiet. I was my usual self. Yes, speaking without thinking. Well, not so much that, just speaking and thinking on the fly, my usual style. I used to go to bed every night plagued with thoughts of what I'd said that day. Mind you, never mean or ugly things, just perhaps more than I should've said. But now that I'm officially middle aged, assuming that I live to be ninety. I've moved to having bedtime thoughts of, "wow, best just go on ahead and get used to the way I am." Hopefully other folks will get on board my ditsy train.
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