Since my post “Day One” I have stuck to my positive mindset. No matter where you are or what you are doing the mind can bring a mood as well, if not worse, than the heart.

I have been happier, more positive, and more active with projects. I recognize tension and analyze it. Yes, cats can be made to stop harranguing me every time I walk. They can stop high peeping squeals at me. They’re grown, dammit. I will not hurt their feelings. The lawnmowing outside in 34 degree weather CAN be drowned out.

I have to autoprogram my mind to think that way. I personify cats, dogs, whatever my crazy mind and heart want. I love them like people. I love nature the same way.

I could write you-on demand-the story of a rock and the journey to your sight.

I don’t think things up. They just come out.

Deeper writing as well, even my longest rants here on WordPress and the volume one of my kitty book. There’s a creature up in there doing things. I’ve mentioned seeing it while on a brief Xanax prescription before. Just once, many years ago.

I’ve been analyzing and evaluating my entire existence for several years now. It comes in pieces and they have to get sorted.

Writing here helps so much! Thank you!

Most especially since Dec 1, when multiple Hells and an Angel all converged together that day unexpectedly and horrifically.