My happy place
I’m angry again, so I feel compelled to post. This is NOT A GOOD IDEA. So instead of talking about the latest indignity(ies) at work, I’ll spend some time thinking about things that are going well in my life.
- My wife loves me and I love her. (Awwww.)
- I love my dog and she loves that I bring her food. She also ADORES my wife, so the two of them together in the yard is Hallmark-card stuff right there.
- My family is very close. You wouldn’t know it just to look at us, but we’re all right together in everything.
- My house doesn’t fall over in a stiff breeze, and the pops and creaks are comforting.
- Some of my coworkers are getting angry about what’s making me angry, which is a refreshing change.
Aah. That’s actually much better. I probably won’t be able to work for a while, because the very act of working reminds me of what’s going on, but while I’m off in my internal landscape I’m inviolate. Be nice if I could just go live there, but then who would feed the dog?