Moods..

I woke in the dark grey of an overcast morning, rain pelting the metal roof. Dreams and conversations so clear and disturbing that I was spitting angry. Tossing and turning in a light sleep till I realized they were not real conversations. Yet, as I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom, I glanced in the mirror and grimaced because the fire was still burning in my eyes.

As I made my way back to bed and crawled back into the warmth of the covers. I forced myself to recite the FISH philosophy. Be Present, Choose your attitude, Play and Make their day. Choose your attitude I told myself and worked out the anger at Nick from those dreams and conversations with him inside my head. 

I woke the other morning just knowing I had to change the feng shui of my bedroom. Ever had one of those moments? Where you awake and there is a burning rush of desire lighting your ass on fire to make a change?

Shortly there after I found myself stuck in my bedroom in the middle of chaos. It took most of the morning but I made the change, then I started cleaning out my closets. In my mind, I was making room and changes for a man to step into my life. Making my bedroom more man comfortable would also allow one in my life. My reasoning. What I have come to realize since I have done the switch of the position of the bed, is that how much more clear my head is. Dreams are also clearer. I have some sanity back. I feel in control.