Even your hair looks mad
For some unknown reason, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. After awhile, B. looked at me as if he was going to ask me what was wrong. “I don’t know why I’m in a bad mood. I just am.”
He laughed and walked into the kitchen. “Even your hair looks mad.”
The thing is when someone makes you laugh when you are enjoying being a grumpy fool, then you lose all your energy. Still, I have to say, I love that he can make me laugh at the oddest moments.
I went for a 2.7 mile run around Seward Park. It was cold but nice, with a clear view of the mountains. I feel much better now and am going to try and approach my paper as an opportunity—not a chore. After I get into writing, I usually enjoy it.
Come to think of it, B.'s strange remark is in line with some of the wacky tactics of MRI or Strategic therapy (also known as brief therapy). Maybe he should be the therapist...but I think if he had to listen to other people's problems all day long, it would make him crazy.
He laughed and walked into the kitchen. “Even your hair looks mad.”
The thing is when someone makes you laugh when you are enjoying being a grumpy fool, then you lose all your energy. Still, I have to say, I love that he can make me laugh at the oddest moments.
I went for a 2.7 mile run around Seward Park. It was cold but nice, with a clear view of the mountains. I feel much better now and am going to try and approach my paper as an opportunity—not a chore. After I get into writing, I usually enjoy it.
Come to think of it, B.'s strange remark is in line with some of the wacky tactics of MRI or Strategic therapy (also known as brief therapy). Maybe he should be the therapist...but I think if he had to listen to other people's problems all day long, it would make him crazy.
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