Saturday, July 18, 2009

Wee.

Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself: I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I’m going to be happy in it. Heck. I have a canvas to paint and colors to choose. You, sit still and stay away.

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