“An optimist is the human personification of spring.”
Susan J. Bissonette

I kind of always knew it, but everyday seems to confirm it a little more. Honestly I owe it to my mother cause she’s the same way. I don’t fall to pieces. I’ve told a few people that I try to feel no way. There’s a quote in the Art of War that I can’t remember word for word that I actually live by…and I just realized how sad it is I don’t remember it. Basically I treat small things like they’re important and tend not to stress big things. Big things work themselves out, the small things usually require planning and care. How does that saying go…”The Devil is in the Details”? I also have a rule that I don’t let my problem become other peoples problems. I hate when people are short with me or just bitchy because of some other outside circumstance that doesn’t involve me in any way. Thusly I never come off at people because of things that are going on with me. I don’t like to share my bad days. Most people seem like they can’t help it. I ride the wave. Most people seem to let it swell up inside them until they burst. Stress is a killer and I figure whatever happens, happens. All I can do…is what I will do. More people need to learn to just say “Fuck it” and mean it. I can’t see spending my life worrying about things. It’s pointless. You act when you can. Other than that just roll over and die or something. Stop feeding your life and let it wander away. I don’t mean to say I just don’t care or I have no feeling…I just don’t want to be run by my feelings. My feelings change and I need some stability. I used to hate broccoli and love pork. Now I love broccoli and wouldn’t touch pork if you paid me. C’est la vie.