Working Through Unhappy-ness (Finding the Happy)

Yesterday afternoon, I worked more on the wood path. So many briars. I am now at the point where I need the help of a saw and a pair of tough gloves. So far I have no poison ivy rash. I likely should source and order some poison to help get rid of our poison ivy crop soon though.

I finished reading Exit West by Mohsin Hamid, and I am crying, smiling, hopeful, joyful, full, longing, mostly so full. Hamid writes so incredibly beautifully, and his stories paint a picture of now and then and a future full of hope.

I have started reading The Reluctant Fundamentalist by the same author. Again, gorgeous, thought provoking, simply so much!

Weather outside: Cold, cold, cold

In the lunch bowl: Leftovers (mashed potatoes, chicken, corn)

On the dinner plate: Likely frozen pizza

Finally making: Gingerbread loaf

Song in my head when I woke up this morning: Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet by Fall Out Boy (yes, again, this song obviously haunts me)

Thoughts: In the aforementioned song, my head adds these lyrics repeatedly, "It wasn't supposed to be like this; Another dose of unhappiness." Those lyrics are from the song Emily by Bowling for Soup, but my brain switches out the line, "But I will never end up like him; Behind my back I already am" in the second of the three refrains for the Bowling for Soup line. It fits so perfectly and makes sense. Like my brain thinks it is suppose to be there. Maybe in another universe it is.