I just want my bed

I couldn't do anything right today... Well that's a lie. I had a productive meeting this morning and I made someone laugh and I spent the evening celebrating the health of a friend... But I really couldn't catch a break today. I fastened my hospital gown incorrectly, but had a helpful, motherly x-ray tech fix it. I got chewed out by someone who still felt badly over something I didn't say and I still can't figure out why I want something that's so counterintuitive. Why do I care so much about something that has passed? Something that I need to let go... I want to be angry or mutually smitten, but an equal amount wants to move on...How do I not stew or pine or gripe? I need my bed.

Don't fall

Graceful people don't choke because they take small bites.
Graceful people don't trip because they're here right now, not simply in transit
Graceful people don't slouch because they know that down isn't out
Graceful people don't swear because they know it's all a gift
Graceful people don't worry because they know that there is opportunity in challenge and have faith in themselves
Graceful people don't yell because they know that most people will want to hear what they have to say
Graceful people don't sweat because they walk a step at a time instead of sprinting constantly
Graceful people don't get fat because they know when they are satisfied
Graceful people are never alone because they carry the strength of those who love them with them where ever they go

Space

I keep hearing the phrase, Life's about what you give, not what you give.
I'm trying to simplify right now. To get rid of the distractions that never should've made the to do list or cluttered the shelves of my life (or office, if we're being literal).
I like cleaning out, leaning things up. Rearranging and cutting ties. I've always been afraid that a sparse life would be devoid of pleasure... But I'm seeing that a simple life has so much more room for the pleasures that I really want.