I meditate. I burn candles. I drink green tea. And yes … I often want to smack people. Nothing seems to work here lately.
On days like I just had today, I want to walk over to someone and stick my head in their crotch and take a long, deep-breath just like Jack, and let them scratch my ears. There are days, believe it or not, that the life of a dog would actually be preferable.
But alas, I don’t have enough money to buy a fine dog to live vicariously thru, just a pocket full of kindness to make him wag his tail.
Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog’s face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him for a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?
One last thing: “Do you ever wonder why you gave me your e-mail, friended me on FakeBook or came to this webpage in the first place?“