Optimism is such a bitch

September 3, 2007 - Monday
Yes, the summer is over. And that's OK with me. Really! I know you don't believe me. I'm trying to fool myself, you see? Actually I am really depressed, but I decided not to write about it directly because I am in denial.

So I try and get mad about things and I just can't. Or maybe not so much mad, but upset or depressed or something. All I know is I am looking for the silver lining most of the time, which is starting to get annoying.

(Now I am not saying that I don't get pissed or irate or throw punches. Most people that know me long enough are afraid of my cocktail server personality. Hell, I'm afraid of it! Why do you think I'm in the dining room!?)

I'm OK with fall coming for reasons previously written about, although I certainly have an opinion about winter. I'm sure I'll figure out a reason to be OK with it, and it will have something to do with Christmas cookies. It doesn't look good for my Twins and it doesn't faze me.

Something to do with Liriano coming back next year and October still kicking ass even if you're team isn't there. My sis is in South Korea until at least August and I say excellent! I can make some new friends or cultivate the relationships I already have. And on and on the stories go. (I just used the word cultivate.)

The amusing part about this attitude is how it really irritates me at times. Don't be upset about the things that actually are important to you--just be at how you react to them. There are worse things in the world, I suppose. I like looking at the world through rose colored glasses most of the time. It makes for a much more enjoyable time. There are plenty of pessimists out there who would disagree with me; but I'm not going to argue.