Week 9, Day 1

It just dawned on me that every week is like a new beginning when I title the blog Week X, Day 1. Yes, everyday should actually be day 1, because it is singular and can be whatever you want it to be. This morning, I woke up with the hugest smile on my face. Why? I have no idea, but the fact that there really isn't a "reason" just makes me more happy. I did my morning pages, cleaned the apartment, played guitar, hit the gym, picked up some things I needed and dropped off my laundry. Very productive and it's only 4pm. Yes, 4pm, please take into consideration that I worked until 5am last night. So, getting up at 12 and getting all this done already is a pretty good accomplishment. I've been working a ton lately, but the great thing is that when I have time off, I find myself getting more done and really enjoying the moments that I have.

I forget where I read it, but somewhere along the line I read something that was all about accepting people for who they are. I know that I've talked about this before, but it really has become something that I have been carrying around in my pocket everyday. That and the fact that everyone makes the choices that they make because they sincerely think they are going to be happier because of them. It's so much easier to forgive someone when you really believe that they were just trying to make themselves happy. It sucks when you get crushed by someone else trying to be happy, but I'm sure I've done my fair amount of crushing in my own journey of life too.

I have become disgustingly optimistic. Not every day, but I have my moments, and I love them. On my walk home from the gym today, I couldn't stop smiling. I don't even think I was thinking about anything direct, but I just happen to have a shit eating grin on my face.

Week 9 starts today, and I don't know if I'm going to stop at the end of week 12. I feel like I'm learning so much about myself and I'm amazed at the speed I'm flying by. I'm enjoying the ride, for the first time in a while.