"Absence makes the heart
grow fonder!"
~Sextus Aurelius Propertius,
Roman poet, 15BC
Methinks I'm about to give
this whole psychobabble
thing a kick in the pants . . .
When I'm fasting, I'd like to
eat! In a month of abstinence,
of course a drink sounds good.
On a diet? Only fat laden foods
attract! Not to forget doc's
orders of 8 glasses of water
a day and I'm gagging around
the 6th.
What is it about human
nature that makes us long
for the unattainable?! I'd
have to admit, per se, I
don't. For me, it's all about
me denying moi!
I get these flea brained
notions in my head that
X, Y or Z would make
life better or healthier,
even easier. Oh my God,
talk about sinning against
oneself. Why can't I just
live and let things be?!
Oh no . . . wayyyyy tooooo
logical!!! Gots to be that ole
Libra thing again! Convince
myself that personal growth
is important even at 100 years
old. And then, down comes
the other scale saying things
like, "You're old enough to
have some fun now."
Go figure . . . I'm going to
ponder self acceptance here
at o' dark thirty whilst I have
a Bloody Mary in bed . . . non
alcohol, of course. Damn!
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