I can't post what I really think today.
It's a day for private journaling and saying a lot of things that would be extremely unwise should I speak them aloud.
But I blog everyday here. Without fail. 365. Rain or shine. Sick or well. Happy or sad.
So here it is.
I'm leaving this afternoon to speak in Orlando this weekend.
I would love to start driving, throw my cell phone out a window into a ditch, cruise down the road for however long I felt like it, then stop and sit in the middle of nowhere for days. During this time I would scarf down a plate of my mother in law's pork chops with gravy and mashed potatoes, and top it off with a big piece of warm pie. Then I'd pull the covers over my head and sleep for a really long time.
But that's not on my schedule for today and I'm a stick-to-the-schedule- kind of girl. And besides that I've decided not to eat anymore because I'm stressed or angry. It really does nothing to harm those who torque me off when I eat a bag of chips because they did something that frosted me.
I'm packing to leave this morning, after I open up my live journal and say all my dangerous words, that is.
Journals are good. They have saved me from doing many bad things in the past simply because I had a place to take my dangerous words before they turned into something else that would be far more harmful.
Excuse me while I go have a mind dump.

2 comments:
I prayed for you this morning...and will do so throughout the day. May God shut the mouth of the "lion" gnawing at you! You are dearly loved!!!
{{{{Ruth}}}}
Thank you Ruth. As the morning goes on, my spirits are lifting. I love you! :)
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