NOT SO RANDOM THOUGHT: There is purpose in ongoing storms, whirlwinds, and famines. They suck. They are a burgeoning persistence to terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days, nights and weekends, and moments and the Universe requires you to endure it with a smile. Hows that for cosmic irony? We, at some point look forward to the end with the enthusiasm of a seventh grader waiting for the 3:15 bell to ring. Some of us contemplate slitting our wrists to meet relief. The truth of the matter is when you accept that no matter how long the undesirable season lasts you will be perfectly fine. In short, when you cease worrying about the hows and whens youll be fine. Thats when it ends. Right smack dab in the middle of vulnerability and exposure. Keep calm and make your requests known. With gratitude, of course. -Db
Posted on: Fri, 18 Jul 2014 17:52:28 +0000