I am so happy and grateful to have a car. I like to drive and the drive to Chiang Mai is quite pleasant.
An emotion can be generated by the thought of something good or bad happening either now or in the future.
Massimo Pigliucci
To-do list
- Enjoy the drive, take your time ✅
- Stimulate the conversation with Tik and Oh
- What acts of kindness can you do? ✅
- Think more about drawing something for the kids
A long lazy drive, very much enjoyable, talking with Amy, listening to music and viewing the scenery.
When we met Tik and Oh it was quite noisy, in a very busy outdoor restaurant so I didn’t spend much time trying to get into conversation but it was a happy and fun evening.
I did, or tried to do, a random act of kindness today when I saw an older lady struggling with some bags. I helped her and she thanked me but soon after reversed the help I’d given her. I still felt OK and I still think she appreciated someone trying to help even if she didn’t actually want it.
I’ve added random acts of kindness to my coach.me habits app in an effort to keep it more in my mind.
My body is turning purple with torture
– Set me free from this tortured womb
– From the carnage of this untouched tomb
My head spins in crazy undiminishing circuits
– Like the blood through my purple veins
– Who can tell what it contains?
Push the red button in my profiled face
– My bulging eyes will turn to grey
– It seems that nothing will take the pain away
The gravestones of my memory are dull and black
– The scented roses are screaming blue
– The dirt in my stomach is screaming too
The uncertain moods of painful emotion
– Make me sick with their tiring surprises
– Cos they hide behind so many disguises
My imagination has been hurtfully disturbed
– Been taken over by a rat with a disease
– The pains are bringing me to my knees
Set me free from this tortured womb
From the carnage of this untouched tomb
The blood fed through my purple veins
Who can tell what it contains?
The scented roses are screaming blue
The dirt in my stomach is screaming too
Emotion makes me sick with tiring surprises
Cos they hide behind so many disguises
The rats are in the battleground of my brains
Picking and clawing at the plate of remains
Destroying my soul in this tortured womb
Destroying my brains in the untouched tomb
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