AND AT THE END WAS THE BEGINNING
The world began to hum as it erupted with life.
And all the things formed into something wonderfully new.
And time disappeared, and the world was forgetting.
And at the end was the beginning of it all.
And everything stood still in harmony.
And the world began to hum.
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In case you’re having a bad day…here are some puppies sleeping with stuffed animals.
(Credit: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. A note on the first puppy: At 5-1/2 weeks old, Daisy was mauled by a larger dog. As a result of that attack, she lost an eye, hence the stitches. Daisy is now 6 months old and doing well!)
Awwh my god!
I am actually doing really good. It’s strange. Nothing has really changed in my life, but I’m in a good mood. I had been up and down with how I’ve felt for so long. I seriously think it’s because I started taking herbal supplements. I was researching issues you may have that are external. They say it’s usually your body letting you know something is wrong internally. So, I was looking up how to balance your hormones, etc. I found 3 herbal supplements that are supposed to help. One is just basically for females and it’s supposed to help balance female hormones. Ever since I’ve taken these supplements, I’ve noticed a change in my mood. I’m not irritable…at all. I’m actually happy. So, maybe I just had an imbalance in my system, and it’s straightening it out. It’s so strange to actually just be…good.
And…The guy that has liked me for a little while, which we’ve hung out but I told him we could only be friends…he’s still talking to me, which I find odd. Usually when I tell a guy we can only be friends, they get weird and then stop talking to me period. He hasn’t. The point though, is, when he txts me…he gets so angry about things. I keep wondering…how I have looked to other people because I’ve had a lot of anger…A LOT…of anger. I’m just so tired. I just want to be happy, and being angry is a complete waste of energy. It just zaps the energy straight out of you. I’m not little miss sunshine, but I’d like to be better…a better me…to do the best I can. I want people to be happy and laugh around me…not be like …oh god, what’s wrong today? or feel anxiety when they are around me. I feel that way around some people, and I hate it. I’ve actually had to stop hanging around a good friend because there was always a conflict between us. We are different. We are all different. Nothing is wrong with that. But when someone sees things about me and just because I don’t like something that they like ..then all of a sudden I’m judgmental. I am a work in progress. I’m sorry that I have flaws, but I’m not going to lie just to please you because you think you are so open minded. They can see where everyone else is wrong but themselves…and I can’t stand that. I can admit when I’m wrong. It’s not an easy or pleasing thing to do, but I do it. I’m all about being honest, but I lied to them and said it was an age thing. It wasn’t. It was just them. Maybe we’ll be on good terms again one day, but if not, I’m not sweating it.
Anyway, it’s the holidays. I love Thanksgiving. I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving. I’m going to spend it with my family, except this will be the first year without my mom being here. She’s still in Iowa with my brother jason and his family. That was upsetting, but I’ve finally come to terms with that. I’ll get to see my sibling except jason, nieces, nephews, cousins, aunts, and uncles, so I’m looking forward to that….and some really good food. I’ll get to see my mom at Christmas, though. I’m excited about that. Oh, and I have a confession. Actually two confessions. 1. I like college football. I don’t like sports really, but I do like football. I grew up watching it, and the whole alabama auburn rivalry. Most art students or artists period are not sports fans, so I have usually played down like any of it at all. So, I confess…I like football. I’m excited for the Iron Bowl this weekend too! Confession 2: I like country music. I don’t like all country music. Some of it actually makes me want to hurl, but there are country songs that I do like, and I’m actually listening to it more and more lately…which is really weird. My mother used to listen to country music all the time when I was growing up, and I used to HATE it with a passion. I’ve found though that when I’m by myself, I tend to stop on a station or I’ll look up songs and I’ll find a country song that I like. It’s weird. I’ve actually confessed this to my mom as well. That was hard because I always hated country music, but I like it now. I basically will listen to anything as long as I like the way it sounds or if it has a good beat…or the lyrics are pretty deep or moving.
Anyway, I just thought I’d get that off my chest. I make no apologizes for any of it either. I’m a southern girl from alabama who always has tried to hide the redneck in her. I figure…I’ll just be me. If you like it, thanks. If not, oh well. There’s nothing I can do about that. Anywho, I had been pretty inactive on here for a while..sorry. I hope you guys have a wonderful Thanksgiving, and if I don’t post another text post before Christmas…I hope you all have a Merry Christmas as well. Take care. = )