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Yesterday, as I was washing the dishes, a lovely stream of thoughts worth jotting down came to me in a steady, comforting flow. It was heartwarming how one thought smoothly flowed into another and another. But none of the thoughts affected me. I guess this is what they call the meditative state. If so, I often get into it when I am working with my hands. I was so sure I would be able to write down my thoughts the next day. Unfortunately, I can only write about how I could not. I need that recorder built into my body now. Desperately. It's a bit dampening when you hit a wall where your memories are or were. I feel so utterly charged up and good this morning. Sometimes, I just feel happy that I feel happy—that I can look forward to the day, buzzing with a million things to do. I keep thanking the good Lord for it so that this feeling continues. It is my bank account, honestly. I just keep depositing happiness coins into it every day. Imagine a world where you have the best of every