I had a rather hilarious dream about a suicidal goldfish that I was trying to keep alive. I accomplished this by tying a weight around his wee belly. I decided to try paint it and this is my first attempt. I think it needs some work.
This is a rare occasion. I didn't make my bed as soon as I got out of it this morning. By the time I got to it, Georgie was snuggled under the sheets. Happy as a lark.
Changing one's perspective in life is optional. But the price we pay for being rigid is high. Go with the flow and allow yourself to break your own rules. Sometimes, for now, the old way is better. But, more often, we find new ways of doing things that perk us up a bit. All Bear and I did today was walk a different path from the house. I'm not the only one who enjoyed the change of scenery - Bear was acting like a puppy again. It's in our nature to explore. It's why we're here.
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