A Minute/Hour/Day in the Life: I get wrapped around my own wants, mistake them for needs, hit my own wall of self-will, surrender, say "thank you," love it and laugh, and move on...with however much angst I choose to toss in occurring in the midst of it.
Red flag: The degree of personal angst determines the length and depth of my self-centered misery.
To remember: Nothing short sheets angst like a smile, and the idea that we and our ego-jinx are God's laugh track can set us free...a'laughing.
Thank you.
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