drama

Sometimes I get tired of the drama in my own head. I feel foolish when I get so melodramatic—especially when I record it in blog entries! Today was a fine day. A good day. All that drama yesterday just dissipated with a little kitty cuddle time and a good night's sleep.

But obviously, the drama isn't in my head. It's my emotions. I try and try to reason my way out of my moods. I know I have it really good. I know I don't have much of anything to complain about. And yet I can't seem to shake it when my feelings start to spiral downward.

When will I reach that maturity that holds steady regardless of emotions or circumstances? When will I be so grounded that I am unshakable by inward or external fluctuations? That's what true peace, true joy are. They don't come and go like ocean waves. They don't vanish like morning fog as soon as they take some heat.

Wow. When will I learn? Tomorrow, coffee time with God. Hoping for good things. All I know to do is keep at it.