I don’t understand something. My life is pretty much perfect now. I have a very loving, wonderful woman who is marrying me soon, with kids who like me and tolerate me, and very dear friends who care for me deeply. I have a job that allows me complete flexibility and I no longer have to deal with the office politics. I’m healthy. I’m in a part of the country that makes me smile every time I look out a window or step outside.
Yet today I have felt down, really down, for most of the day.
Nothing triggered it. Like I said, I am exceedingly happy here. Yet at some point this morning, I felt myself plummeting.
It irritates me. It infuriates me. It troubles me. Yet I can’t shake it.
Sigh… I’ll be with Mindy in a few minutes, so I hope that will help. If she doesn’t make me feel better, then there is must be something wrong with me. Why. Because she is magic when it comes to lifting my spirits.