… the dark kind. And maybe a bit about the nice fluffy kind too.
Do you ever have that feeling like something is wrong? Like the dark cloud is hovering right over your head… reminiscent of Winnie The Pooh?
I have that feeling now. It’s been with me for the past several days. I don’t like it. It’s sort of like calling Murphy to come hang out. Or like wishing bad to happen. I have no idea why I feel this way. It’s happened to me a few times in the past. Sometimes it panned out, others it didn’t. What I mean is that there were times when this feeling hit that something bad did in fact happen. But as I sit and think about it, there are just as many times when I felt this way and nothing bad happened a’tall.
Ignoring the sense doesn’t help. Making light of it doesn’t help.
About the only thing I can do is remember that it’s dumb and senseless and holds no water.
Most of the time… 99% of the time… I am happy and fun and quite charming LOL But occasionally…
Maybe it’s fear of the mammogram looming in my future. Maybe not.
Maybe it’s the celebration of my birth that just passed. Maybe not.
Maybe it’s nothing. Maybe not.
When it hits me, I count up all the good things in my life… all my blessings. Lord knows, my cup runneth over.
See? All good things. All wonderful things.