Better

I'm better. Little perspective never hurt anyone. Only helped everyone, I think. And also, as I said to Geoff last night and my mom this morning, you know that "crazy" part of you that everyone has? That's what I call it anyway. I'm not afraid to admit it and I think everyone has it to varying degrees. Except maybe my dad who is just calm and unruffled as can be. Always. Or at least appears that way. But the "crazy" is the part of you that's irrational, emotional, selfish, fearful or whatever else? And part of it, when used for good can be what makes you fun and charming and interesting. But not when it's used for evil. Then its just Crazy. Well I've just tied Crazy up in a chair and put her nose in the corner and will leave her there until I have a day off to deal with her appropriately. And it frees me up. And also, after reading Stephen's blog about the Congo yesterday, it just seems ridiculous to be so fussed over what may seem to be legit concerns in my world, but are ultimately very trivial things in the big scheme of things.

OK, I will also promise to balance this recent "blog-as-therapy" craze with just some pretty pictures soon.