What is it to be like me? How many times do we ask ourselves that question. What is to be like me or her or him or that star, athlete or anybody but me???
Why does this question always come up...Am I not happy enough or satisfied? Am I looking for something else?
enough soul searching..here is part of my day...
It was bleak and light misty rain fell in the morning. Started the day with two-week coffee- scraping the bottom of the FOLGERS until I run to the store. Can't wait till the coffee to brew and drink ..but I will lay here on the couch with my blanket until I hear the last gurgle sound of the coffee being done....Finally!! I am alive and ready to get on with my day!