"If they ask you who you're meant to be, just tell them you're dressed as yourself, because that's what you're going to have to be for the rest of your life." - Mrs Dahl's to her son, Roald.
Blue: Howdy, Diary.
Diary: Howdy, Blue. What's on your mind?
Blue: Diary, I want to be happy again.
Diary: You want to be happy again? Then stop asking critical questions. Sleep tight, Blue.
Blue: Sleep tight, Diary.
I hope you can be happy again. Soon.
So kind of you to say that. Thank you.
That's why you can't count on this world for joy. It and its people will let you down. May all of the stupidity and mess end soon and you find your joy again.
I know you understand, Alex.
Be happy Blue, that is my wish for you!(Hugs)
Thank you, True. Good to hear from you.
Oh geesh, Blue, I wrote a comment and it didn't take though it said it was published. I do hope you feel happy again soon! I deactivated my Facebook account and stopped blogging except for reading/commenting on favorites of mine and I feel a lot happier not absorbed in all that is going on. I don't think people want to hear the answers to the critical questions or even think critically for themselves, that is why we are in the mess that we are in. Just take care of yourself!!betty
Why don't people asking critical questions, Betty? I just don't get it. Good to hear from you.Blue
Blue, you should be happy because you are JUST BLOODY FABULOUS! You shouldn't ever have to stop asking critical questions or having valid opinions or fitting in just because its easier. No. I say NO to that. Only by being our authentic self brings truth and sanity - those alone are a good basis fro happiness. Love ya!
I hear ya, Jules. NO it is.
I have to go and find something, anything to smile about right now. Find something small, like butterfly, a pretty bird, or a kid laughing. I made cookies the other day and took some to my elderly neighbor and she was so happy and that made me smile. I hope you find something to be happy about soon.
I bet those cookies were great, Mary. It's true, small things can make people happy, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't stand up for our right. We aren't passive victims. Thanks for always stopping by.Blue
You and Jax should chat a bit, she is as blue about this covid shit as you are, even more, but then again you would defo make her even more blue, so maybe not LOL Do you think your blue could be cured by sex, lots of it?
I'm so DOWN (see what I did there) it's malfunctioning. I'm blue because we're being fooled. I'm not sure that's how dear Jax sees it.
Aww, please find something to be happy about, Blue. Be kind to yourself and try and find something to make you smile. Life if so short to be anything but happy. -I know that's not really possible, to be happy all of the time. But I have found that finding small things to smile about, changes my mood almost instantly. I wish lighter days for you friend, and alot of laughter along the way.
Thank you, Yvonne. I was wondering how you were doing.
Head in the sand usually makes for a blissful solution. I mean, they say ignorance is bliss, right? I'll take being pissy and informed over ignorant and happy any day of the week.
I can relate, Theresa. Pissy is my middle name.
Happiness, peace and strength to you. Got your message on my blog. You’re so lucky you get to teach online. We have to go face to face. No options. I’d rather do it online though things seem to be getting better (as far as the pandemic goes). Knock on wood.
Knock on wood and nighty night. Don't let those bed bugs bite, Rosey.
I tried to leave the comment below earlier this week, but apparently, I can't post from the computer I use during the workday (wink, wink). So it was pretty cool to see you visited my blog today, as if you knew I'd unsuccessfully tried and had to be patient until I got back to my own personal computer...I'm so sorry you are Bluer than Blue and even sorrier I haven't been around in a while. I'm fighting the blues, too. I should be happy because blue is my favorite color! I'm actually more blue most of the time about the damage Parkinson's is doing than I am about the current world situation. But I'm learning to try to find joy in every single tiny little accomplishment or improvement. Actually, I guess it's good I have my Lizard to focus my attention on because what he's going through leaves me less attention and time to devote to crying about things I can't change.Keep your head up. Good things are coming. I don't know when, but I have faith good times will eventually arrive.
If I had known you'd unsuccessfully tried to post from the computer you use at work, I'd have bought myself a lottery ticket, won (of course), sent you a heck of a laptop, and I would've shipped myself to Bora in a luxurious crate unbeknownst to anyone trying to jab me in the process. Parkinson's... Say it ain't so, Snowcatcher. Say it ain't so. Sigh. Now, that is a serious disease, and I'm so sorry to hear that it's been causing. When Michael J. Fox announced back in the 90s he had been diagnosed with Parkinson's, I asked myself, "Why?" I'm sure you've asked yourself that question on more than one occasion. Lizard is lucky to have you to take care of him. Will try to keep my head up. Still trying to inform those who care, but not blogging about it anymore nor sticking my head in the sand pretending the government cares about me and my family.Thank you for stopping by. I appreciate it.Now, as for that lottery ticket... I guess I need to switch off the lights and resume my dream.Blue
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