I was reading this last night before class, and it was exactly how I was feeling (especially strange that it was a Tuesday and she's talking about a Tuesday too).

HAPPINESS
I'm turning left. Look, everyone, my blinker is on, and I'm turning left. I am so happy to be alive, driving along, making a left turn. I'm serious. I'm doing exactly what I want to be doing at this moment: existing on a Tuesday, going about my business, on my way somewhere, turning left. There is nothing disconcerting or unpleasant or unfortunate about this moment. It is exceptionally nice, plain, and perfect.

-Amy Krouse Rosenthal from Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life

Huh!

I dyed my hair and no one can tell. I guess it's a good thing that it's not radical, but the funny thing is that it looks pretty different to me. I love it, actually; it makes my eyes really green.

So here's something I've been thinking about lately. I've been kicking around some ideas about fear and how it keeps us (general) passive, unhappy and paralyzed. Was it Marx that said "Religion is the opiate of the masses"? I think these days "Fear is the opiate of the masses." is closer to the truth.

The whole concept of fear has come up way too much lately to just be coincidence...I think it's life lesson time. I'm just not sure yet what that means. That's a pain, huh, not knowing quite what it is that you're supposed to be learning?

I keep thinking that 2007 could be a great year for me:

I could finally get around to writing my book.

I could go back to school.

I could learn to cook.

I could fall in love again.

I could buy a house.

I could choose to stop doing unhealthy things – financially, emotionally, physically – and really make some progress in growing.

I could change my life in a million ways big and small.

So here's the question I've been pondering, and I'd be interested to know if any of you have answers of your own: If there was no such thing as fear, how would you be living your life differently right now?

Seriously...

What good is snow at night? It's snow days, people, not snow nights! The whole purpose of snow (besides snow days) is the feeling - like free therapy - you get when you watch it fall.

I'd like to send a big thank you out to whoever made the snowman in Metrocenter this morning. It made me happy. Also happy making were the two people sledding down the hill near my office. The sledding was just so-so, but the falling/scrambling/falling again they did trying to get back up the hill was HI-larious.

Don't expect to see me in the days following July 21;

I have a date with a boy and his destiny. Yippee!