Hawaii

A neighbor spitted out that he had spent his youth in prison .., I could relate to his feelings of restriction... I, once, flew to Hawaii in "Coach" and my vegetarian meal was lost ...

So clearly, I felt a kinship with him

What He Did Not Ask?

A man wanted me to hang with his best friend. His friend has expressed a dislike for me.

My Man , sought affirmation'   from his cousin  for me to be able to spend time as his pad ..., what

he did  not seek is if I wanted to be in the atmosphere of his main man

Citrus Face

I was reporting information to an employee at the changing of shifts.   She responded, seemingly out of the blue, that she found me entertaining...

This is a person that  has never appeared to find me the least bit amusing and looks like she is sucking a tart citrus....

Kind thoughts are being directed at us from all over our world....

Goal for August

My goal for this month is to live without fear.   Fear has not proven to be a motivating or protective mechanism

Fear's main effect, in my life, has been anticipating a negative result that does come to fruition.

The mental list for accomplishment is reduce behavior that creates anxiety.... spend  money on what is needed not wanted....react to actual situation not anticipated situation.....ask myself  how I feel when with certain people...plan a quiet period of concentration for each day....

Points of Deprivation

I was one of four people riding the encapsulated heat of a late model sedan.   Absorbing and amused by the car's culture.   My daily anxiety appeared to be suspended until we got to the fast food drive-through ....with my wearable cotton clinging to my back...I began to want to demand the previously ordered soda...I needed the sugar to dissolve my assumed backlogged anxiety...

Hearing the other passengers rumble with their desires while (very much) desiring my soda... made me think we may all have points of deprivation .... ranging from biological addiction to thought to be addictions....reactions may equally vary

His shades of Life

I met a man. Even though we are diamonds, we only displayed one side of ourselves. While I was private regarding my history... He lied about parts of his... a part of my reaction was a surprise because I did not react  in anger ... as his lies unfolded and it seemed like he felt he was masking the truth ... I felt the truth was becoming more acute (to me)  I thought less of his betrayal and more about the pressure he may feel in manifesting all of his webs .... I wondered if this was what it feels like
to be unconditional about a human residing in my life .... Resulting in visualizing him to exhale and relieving himself of  the pressure of the multiple shades of his life

Emotional Decor

I have volunteered for most of my life's wrinkles, mistreatment, drama, trauma and  crisis.    I volunteered for the adversity by who I spent time with and what I put in my mouth...

My emotional décor is "writing on the wall" ...My solace is that it is not to late to change...