Day 3 Back in Real Life

It's Wednesday, or as our friends across the pond are wont to call it: hump day. I kinda like the idea of it: cheeky, bawdy and fun.

So, what is Real Life like now for me?

Hmmm....I'm still getting used to it.

I go to bed at night, curled up, very content to be back in my bed. I think about the day that's been and the lessons I've learnt and then I think about the coming day. In the morning, I wake up and lie there, letting every cell in my body wake up as I wonder how much fun, how much pleasure I'm going to have that day.

Yes, I really do that. And yes, it really is a huge amount of fun going through my day, finding different ways to amuse myself. At present, my favourite is turning my car stereo up and getting down to hot summer tunes. I like to dance and it has been known to amuse a car-full of coppers before.

It's really weird, but when I look at myself in the mirror, my reflection is different. I swear I don't look the same. Gee said I look softer, I've lost the tension I've been carrying in my face. Someone else said I look fuller, bigger; not like I've put on weight, but as if I'm finally present here in my body.

I've already test driven my newly acquired skills and it was great to do, for the other person as well as for me. Damn, I'm not half bad.

This is where the learning really begins. This is my challenge. I feel great and it's safe to say that I've never felt a 'great', like this before. I feel really comfortable with me in my own skin. But you know what, the real test will be when Life kicks in. Because how I deal with it, whether I can apply my learning, my new skills and my new confidence to the situation and kick it's hairy arse, I'll know I've really got it. I'm looking forward to the opportunity. I have no doubt it won't be long in coming. Until then, I'll be boogying in my Pride and Joy.

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  1. A few years ago, when I was really quite low and struggling to resurface, I realised that, since I was afraid to look forward or back, I had to take maximum enjoyment out of the present. One day, I realised that I was no longer in the doldrums. I haven't had a bad day since in that way, and it'll be five years in July.

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  2. z ~ I learnt about living in the present last summer with my dad. Everytime I thought about the future I'd have panic attacks.

    As a good life strategy it really works.

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