Wednesday, March 3, 2010

And it don't get better than this

From an e-mail received at 6:04 p.m. Today.

"Is life good? You almost always sound like it is, or at worst as though you know it is within your power to make it so. I love that."

I've never been paid such a high compliment.

And I do know it. Better yet, I believe it. Not so difficult, really, because wallowing only gets you tired arms.

And who knows better how to save yourself than your self? If you tell the truth and own your shit.

And I'm eating dark chocolate at the same time. Tastes better than dirt.

And how long can one chew on dirt. Really?

3 comments:

The mad woman behind the blog said...

I'd have to agree. Absolutely true. And nothing better to get you thru your crap than some dark chocolate.

Amen sister!

Anna said...

A good night's sleep, hot kisses, good choccy, friends who get it, words that mean something ... and we get through another day. A half-valium doesn't hurt either. :)

Lisa said...

And I love that about you! I think that everyone has reasons that they could complain about life, but when we step back, we realize that we are lucky in so many ways.

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