It's hard to remember when I feel this way, that
maybe on the morrow, I won't feel like this at all.
My father used to tell me that I was way too much
heart and not enough head. He would encourage
me to seek balance, but if I couldn't find balance,
I should tip the scales towards head, not heart.
I find it interesting that I'm not far from agreeing
with him at this point. Still, I also wonder just how
much one is actually in control of one's own choices,
one's own feelings. I understand there are those
who make a supreme effort to be positive and look
on the bright side all the time . . . regular Pollyannas,
if you will. There are others that live in a world of
dour. This might be more real but I bet it gets old.
So, where to go from here?! Me thinks we're back
on the TRY wagon and today, I'm going to try to
cheer up, try to fight back, try to have a good day
and try to do a bit of happy wherever I can . . .
wish me luck . . .
pity or party
giving balance a look see
somewhere in between
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