Thursday, December 09, 2004
Dose of the Blahs
My daughter just headed off to school.
"I feel blurgh," she said as she went out the door.
"But at least by the time I get to school I'll be alive again."
It's only a 10 minute walk, across grassy playing fields and a couple of groves of trees.
And I'm sure she will feel 'alive' when she gets there.
Why?
Because she'd already told herself she would.
That's self help. In its simplest form. And the walk will get her blood moving and air into her lungs. And trees rarely fail to uplift.
Simple stuff. And if you need it, there's a whole library of it here.
"I feel blurgh," she said as she went out the door.
"But at least by the time I get to school I'll be alive again."
It's only a 10 minute walk, across grassy playing fields and a couple of groves of trees.
And I'm sure she will feel 'alive' when she gets there.
Why?
Because she'd already told herself she would.
That's self help. In its simplest form. And the walk will get her blood moving and air into her lungs. And trees rarely fail to uplift.
Simple stuff. And if you need it, there's a whole library of it here.
