Running helps cheer me.
Rain poured down while I ran tonight. I'm about to reveal why I evade the question: what do you think about while you run? My ideas about the rain progressed something like this:
something wet hit me.
It's way humid and hot for 9:30pm.
several wet somethings touched me.
The Beach Boys make happy music.
the sky is gray, but I don't detect "rain clouds" per se, but it is dark.
i think it's rain. it's definitely raining.
Cross Country flashbacks of rain runs.
feels good.
oh, goody, i remembered to be positive.
but not an annoying positive.
The most bizarre conversations I've had have been on long runs. It's an inhibition free zone-- must be all those endorphins and the rhythm. It's a weird, strong bond to have run over 2 hours in a go with someone. I digress.
"News" makes me happy.
Speaking of North Carolinians evading questions, I admit The National Enquirer breaking a story about John Edwards' alleged affair and love child amuses me. So does the counter-story of Hillary Clinton concocting this story to make Obama's VP short list shorter. This story explains the expensive hair cuts. Once an ambulance chaser... Oh, our idea of news and journalism is so skewed. And, this kind of story proves the total irrationality of politics.
Productivity makes me chipper.
I did a lot of stuff today. I problem-solved and worked efficiently. I was even pleasant on my random telephone conversations.
Phone calls and inboxes are harbingers of cheer too. At least tonight they were.
Even this post's lameness entertains me. La ti da. Ha ha. I'm cheery.
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