She Has Had a Hard Day

I spend a lot of time trying to make people NOT just follow the crowd but instead think for them selves. If I cause one person to question the main stream than I have done my job well. The down side is that I myself seem to be becoming part of the main stream, in some ways. Now don’t get me wrong I still only believe about half of what I hear and none of what I see, but with that becoming popular am I main stream? I don’t think so but what do I know. This morning I got up looked outside to see a foggy and dismal day. The baby was crying, the boys where arguing and all I could think of was that it really is a beautiful day. Before you think that I must have good drugs lets take a close look from my point of view.

The fog was soothing the world in a cloud of almost cotton candy like we are a thousand miles above all the problems of the day. The gray of the fall morning just intensified to the bright green and yellow of the fall leaves. It is a wonderful sight to see if you look at it in the right way.

The baby was crying because she needed some love and attention from her daddy, the feeling that a child loves you should be bottled and give away for all to enjoy. As far as the boys arguing well it has been my experience that brothers that love each other seem to fight the most.

YES it is the start of a beautiful day from my view point, how about yours? Do you only see doom and gloom on the horizon or are you willing to see things in a new way? After all this day will only come once in a life time and it is just as easy to see the good things as it is the bad, it just takes practice.

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