Things Start to Happen When You Leave the House
I cannot find the source for this sentiment, so stated (maybe I dreamt it), but I have found it to be true.
I cannot find the source for this sentiment, so stated (maybe I dreamt it), but I have found it to be true.
Wow, we’ve turned the third corner!
The golden hours, as so-named by time management writer Laura Vanderkam, are the hours between work and bed. This part of the day is an often under-utilized stretch of time, as people tend to be tired from their day and don’t feel up to doing much.
A freilichen Shushan Purim! I hope yesterday was a nice one.
I know that my blog can be repetitive, especially with regard to ideas/advice/suggestions about how to feel happier. But this has been one of my proudest accomplishments of adulthood —
This seems like a good time to check on my winter fun list and see how I did.
Recently, the poem of the night was “How Do I Love Thee” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning. A few beautiful lines:
If you find yourself worrying, and ruminating about the future, a simple exercise may help:
I did debate whether to open this post with a photo of a cemetery, which seems heavy, but I think it belongs.
So forget what I said on Friday about spring weather being around the corner. We are in the midst of a blizzard!