because he decided he didn't like the freckle on my right ear and he wouldn't
want to have to see it every time he's talking to me when I'm driving.... And I
think my vintage lunch box collection intimidated him. Yep, I'm sure those are
the reasons why he's not connecting...
Does this sound like something you
could have made up in your mind and convinced yourself of?... That all too
powerful imagination can get the best of us sometimes. But I'm here to encourage
you to make that imagination work for you folks, not against you.
those doom and gloom "I'm not worthy" thoughts you may have taken on in the past
for "rise and shine" thoughts. Tell yourself after he hasn't called back that a
benevolent force in the universe has distracted him from reaching out because
your course to Mr. Right or Mr. Better-suited-than-that-one will come in better
timing if you don't walk the path with that brother-no-call.
imagination work for you. Higher it as your cleanup crew to the naysayer that
hides in your intellect. The next time you begin to doubt that your creative
potential will ever amount to an amount of worth that is worth anything great,
picture yourself shiny and happy surrounded in your creative endeavors with lots
of other smiling people appreciating your talent made visible and wanting more
Don't let your imagination take you down a path in your mind that
ends up in you preparing a passive-aggressive cold shoulder dance around that
person who didn't accept your friendship request for the next time you see them.
No, let your imagination work for you. Who knows how often they even go on
social media, and moreover, imagine what it would feel like not giving a hoot
about it anyway.
Let your imagination work for you... When you're looking
around and all you're seeing is society going down the toilet wrapped up in a
non-flushable diaper full of corn syrup formula poo, instead visualize people
holding hands in a circle around the globe with the oceans a sparkling turquoise
and the lands an iridescent spring green while the minds of all the folks in the
circle are shining with a spark from the light of Eternal Sunshine. And see each
one having a brilliant idea from that spark that will serve the cleanup crew of
the collective mind of humanity. Ya know, like a biodegradable diaper that can
go right into a special composter that feeds directly into the soil of the home
garden in a way that's not stinky or icky. And another dreaming a way that mamas
and or papas can stay home with the diapered (or undiapered) babies all the
while financially secure for the first two or three years gifted by a True
government... Yes, please, let your image-a-nation work for you... And everyone