6:35pm at home after dinner. I get in grooves of feeling strong. It isn’t all about me. My supervisor comes out tomorrow. I know if she likes me and I trust her it will go along way toward my experience on this job.
Happiness is usually shot down by fear or boredom. Fear shoots like darts. Quick. Popping my balloon. Boredom is like the air deflating.
My inner language is vital. I am what I am here and now. Previously I saw everything as a seeker trying to solve problems. I am happy. I am strong. I proud. I am loving. I am caring
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