This winter is simply whizzing by, and I've experienced almost none of the doldrums I have in other years. What gives?
I've been:
- eating right (I've successfully eliminated red meat from my diet again)
- getting plenty of sleep (like, seven hours per night)
- spending lots of time with quality people (and ignoring the shabby ones)
- reading loads of good books (I've even rediscovered my affinity for modern poetry)
- seeing tons of entertaining movies (Oscars are in less than a WEEK, dude!)
- listening to lots of good music (and even dancing like so sometimes)
- writing extensively and more frequently (in places other than here, even)
- drinking a lot less wine and a lot more of this stuff
- ... ... ...
Could this be what all those crazy people talk about? Could I be... HAPPY? And if so, did I just jinx it?
Thanks,
Kate
P.S. -- No, I'm not on the happy pills.
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