Walk with Me

Lately, I have found that people love to complain. I know my complaining about complainers opens a whole window of philosophical debate, but this is my blog, so I make the rules. One thing I have decided to do to combat comparison and negativity is start a “good things journal”. Every good thing that happens to me or someone I love, I jot down in this hideous leather button-to-close book I keep in my trader joes cheese themed school bag. Such a fun little life I live. On days I have nothing good, Xyla or Pressly usually can conjure up some scrap of good news for me to write down. I have come to find that after a long day of overextending myself (hahaha, cries in people pleaser), I find joy in reading the little things I found important enough to write down. For example, “ordered a medium coffee… got a large for free”.