We live our lives speaking of yesterday; because we can.
We know about yesterday and may have learned from it; or not.
It mattered then; but cannot now be any more or less.
Today will be yesterday tomorrow; there isn’t much time.
Today is the proverbial, ‘first day of the rest of my life.’
Better get out of bed then, put on a happy face and read emails.
(No e mail.)
I’m determined to spend the next twelve months living for the future.
I’m determined never to be silly and withdrawn again, unless absolutely called for.
Melancholy is for wimps and sad people.
Life is outside waiting for the living
Breathe, breathe, breathe; NOT hyperventilate
Calm, slow, relax.
That WILL be the future, it has been ordained.
this worked for me five years ago- it’s called taking control!!