My inner Goody Two-shoes takes a nap, which is perfect, because the inner wild child wants to come out and play. I've had enough with finishing what's on my plate and doing what's good for me. It's time for fun!
I have permission to coast and relax for a while. I deserve a nice long break.
Shift things around at work and at home and find myself with a little playtime. After all, there are only so many late nights and microwave meals a person can endure. Now it's time for pleasure.
Big emotions and swells of gratitude for nature turn me poetic and whispery. Im going to find a weeping willow or a museum, and sit and write for as long as I can. Metaphors are everywhere.
If one of your friends disappoints you, don't dramatize the incident, try to forget it.