Yesterday, I got a flat tire. Hmm. It’s not really a big deal. Now normally, that and all the other things that bugged me yesterday would have had me crying most of the day. But I didn’t. I laughed.
I also laughed at the 1000 ants that invaded my kitchen yesterday morning, and at the printers screw up of my cd cover for volume two.
This morning I found out that had I actually worked out yesterday morning there wouldn’t have been hot water.
It seems like bad things happen in threes… I made sure that the fourth didn’t happen.
I laughed. You know, these endorphines are pretty cool. On top of it all, I’m still down on the Zoloft intake. I guess I’m supposed to be happy. 
Look who’s talking…