So you're with someone for a long long time. And then one day they are gone. Just how long does it take for the thoughts to stop? I remember realizing "hey - I haven't thought about X for a day!" And feeling relieved and surprised and astounded. Because when it first happens, of course, you CANNOT get them out of your mind. It is part of your breathing and your heart beat. Your waking moments and so many things you see and hear and do that remind you. But then a day goes by, and then another and another, then it's a week and then a month and then you know you are changed.
Sometimes when I think of it I just replace it with a happy thought - like a giant flower superimposed over the face or a hot fudge sundae or piece of chocolate cake. It isn't easy. It feels out of my control - but it is in our control. WE CONTROL OUR THOUGHTS. No kidding.
Here are some random questions:
Why do nice shoes hurt so much?
Who thinks yellow pants are a good idea?
Why do we live with animals in our home and pick up their poop and stuff?
Where are the matching socks and the covers to the markers?
Who is stealing my pens?
Why do pencils wear out so quickly and mostly have busted leads?
Why do teachers insist on pencils? Aren't mistakes for learning? Use pens.
Do other people like scotch tape like I do?
How many fonts do we really need?
How did we get two different kind of lower case a's?
That's all for today.
