i don’t think i should blog on monday. and i’m probably right. i’ve been kind of in a blogging funk lately, and i probably shouldn’t try to end my funk on a monday. and i’m probably right. i’m not in a very good mood…so i probably shouldn’t get anything off my chest. and i’m probably right. i saw someone (who i really never wanted to see ever again) today. i got sick to my stomach. so i probably shouldn’t put anything in writing about how i feel. and i’m probably right. how come friends can hurt you so much more than enemies? how come one encounter…one thought…one brief glance…can cause years of “junk” to flood over you like the stomach flu? i probably should just stop thinking about it and just try to go to sleep. and i’m probably right.

but i really, really don’t want to. i really want to rant and rave and sulk and…well, all the things a bonafide drama queen does when she processes the…stuff of life.

but i should just let it go.

i should just remember my own short-comings…my own failures - before the failures of others.

i should just try to concentrate on changing the only one in the world i can change: me.

i should just chant under my breath “love wins” and “when you relive it, forgive it”.

i should just remember all the junk that grace has covered in my own life.

i should just try to sleep and think about all this on another day…any other day but a monday.

i should just think of all the faces of c3….all the people in my ever-growing family.

i should just count all the blessings in my life.

i should just refuse to allow the insecurities and weaknesses of others to steal my joy.

i should just love…and maybe go to a yoga class.

…and i’m probably right.

peace.