Why must they play sad music at Taco Bell? What's wrong with some upbeat stuff to go with the hot sauce? I guess sadness is the emotion most people can relate to. It's much more difficult to do something which makes the masses smile.
The little things throughout the day should add up and make one feel good. There may be a shot or burst, but those moments when a friend’s eyes light up at the sight of you. The touch of your love on skin or soul is comforting and good. Or a phrase spoken or an unexpected pleasantry can help make the day go well.
The fact those who have much are often more unhappy then those without enforces the idea relationships are the most important and rewarding thing a person can have. We often feel alone and thus seek God or some type of satisfaction. We must remember we are not alone, our loves, our relationships, and even our own selves can keep us company.
Therefore, it is quite all right to talk to oneself. That is journaling or free writing. At least you always have yourself to talk to. Just pick up a pen and paper or sit at a computer and put words on a page. Often some wisdom will flow out…something of interest or even a burden released. Dang, we deep thinkers are a strange lot.
Footnote: After writing this in the Taco Bell, a somewhat strange man sat next to me, indeed too close. I readied myself to leave, but noticed he sat very still with eyes closed. He had been huffing and puffing as if out of breath and was squeezed into the booth with belly lapped over the table. Sneaking a look, I glanced at him and decided to be still, as if I were to exit my side of the booth, my butt would be in his face. Directly he opened his eyes and sighed. I decided he had been praying. Glad I hadn’t interrupted, I spoke. “Excuse me, I need to slide out of here.” He answered something I didn’t catch and I slid out. Then he spoke aloud. “You have a nice day, now,” he said with a smile. I replied, “I’m workin’ on it!” He laughed. That was well after my above comment about “an unexpected pleasantry.” What might have been an unpleasant and uncomfortable situation became a bright spot in my day.
The little things throughout the day should add up and make one feel good. There may be a shot or burst, but those moments when a friend’s eyes light up at the sight of you. The touch of your love on skin or soul is comforting and good. Or a phrase spoken or an unexpected pleasantry can help make the day go well.
The fact those who have much are often more unhappy then those without enforces the idea relationships are the most important and rewarding thing a person can have. We often feel alone and thus seek God or some type of satisfaction. We must remember we are not alone, our loves, our relationships, and even our own selves can keep us company.
Therefore, it is quite all right to talk to oneself. That is journaling or free writing. At least you always have yourself to talk to. Just pick up a pen and paper or sit at a computer and put words on a page. Often some wisdom will flow out…something of interest or even a burden released. Dang, we deep thinkers are a strange lot.
Footnote: After writing this in the Taco Bell, a somewhat strange man sat next to me, indeed too close. I readied myself to leave, but noticed he sat very still with eyes closed. He had been huffing and puffing as if out of breath and was squeezed into the booth with belly lapped over the table. Sneaking a look, I glanced at him and decided to be still, as if I were to exit my side of the booth, my butt would be in his face. Directly he opened his eyes and sighed. I decided he had been praying. Glad I hadn’t interrupted, I spoke. “Excuse me, I need to slide out of here.” He answered something I didn’t catch and I slid out. Then he spoke aloud. “You have a nice day, now,” he said with a smile. I replied, “I’m workin’ on it!” He laughed. That was well after my above comment about “an unexpected pleasantry.” What might have been an unpleasant and uncomfortable situation became a bright spot in my day.
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