What a little bit of thinking time can do
I went and posted all my wonderful depressing news yesterday (i think, or the day before), and just that little bit made me feel so much better.
I did nice things for other people all day the next day, then went today to a Christmas party that my mom's work was holding for some of the new imigrants to sing carols with my dad, then after dinner went and bought toys for needy kids with my mom.
All the weight was off me, yah know? And I suddenly realised how many other people need more than I do, or even just a little thing, to make their day better.
Later today, the pressure will be on, and I'll need to get some stuff done, but I hope I'll be able to remember to be nice even if I'm not feeling like it and to people I don't perticularily like (not that there are many, truthfully, despite how many do rub me the wrong way sometimes).
But now it's time for bed! G'night tiny little world.
I did nice things for other people all day the next day, then went today to a Christmas party that my mom's work was holding for some of the new imigrants to sing carols with my dad, then after dinner went and bought toys for needy kids with my mom.
All the weight was off me, yah know? And I suddenly realised how many other people need more than I do, or even just a little thing, to make their day better.
Later today, the pressure will be on, and I'll need to get some stuff done, but I hope I'll be able to remember to be nice even if I'm not feeling like it and to people I don't perticularily like (not that there are many, truthfully, despite how many do rub me the wrong way sometimes).
But now it's time for bed! G'night tiny little world.