The ghosts of my past came to visit with me last night, interrupting my sleep and causing me discomfort. I sure wish they would leave me alone, dreaming about those who have departed (the dead) is in my opinion, not a healthy thing for one to do, and I certainly did not enjoy it at all.
This morning, I get up and outta the bed, and I just know, that things are not going to go my way. Why? Sometimes life will just get me down, I get tired of getting kicked around, and I just want to check out of this maddening crowd. I just want to come home to something nice, something quiet, something that has love connected to it.
Today I feel like I have painted myself into the corner again, a tired old feeling returns, and I embrace it because that is the way I am. I have made better choices in my life, and I am capable of much more, but I run to this. Like a rock rolling downhill, I just seem to gather up speed and roll on.
Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; for it becomes your destiny.
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