And yep… right on cue… here comes the sun…

Another day, a new mood, and a better feeling me.  Head back in the game, moving forward, momentum is a good thing.  Got my run on again… first time in two weeks… and it felt cleansing… like I was running from some sort of darkness and I finally beat it.  Left it behind.

And that kids is a very good thing.

But today I wonder why I let those dark shadows get in the way sometimes.  What purpose does focusing on the negative and bad in my life actually serve?  Is it my way of reminding myself at the end of the plunge that I’ve got much more in my bowl than outside of it?  Is it my way of refocusing and regrouping?  Or is it just me being me, dual personalities and all.  The mirror image that lives inside – good and bad, happy and sad, sublime and ridiculous.  That’s all me… and more… and I never am sure who’s going to be up when I start the day.  So I roll with what I’ve got and I move forward.

Except for when I don’t.

Today I am not sick anymore.  Today I am better.  Today I am me.  And I’ll be me tomorrow too.  And the day after, and the day after that, and… well, you get the point.  I’m always me.

And sometimes I’m glad about that… but sometimes I am not.

Today I am.