bluvelvet

I'm back from the grey wasteland. I have ensured that i won't be there for at least another year.

So I have this problem. I have a hard time expressing myself when I'm happy. This is why most journals I write have a certain element of, oh, I don't know, pissing and moaning? I don't know what this says about my character exactly, but its just harder for me to get inspired when I'm happy.

I don't think its necessarily the best thing for the psyche to dwell on the negative so deeply while just coasting through the good times. Why not celebrate the good?

So I will. There is no need to carry on with something just because thats the way I have done it before.

I guess that makes the crux of the biscuit this: I am happy. So very very happy.

I have to go, I have a phone call, I wonder if there is some correlation between the two......