Thank GOD tomorrow's June.
You know me, I'm just such a psycho that I absolutely track my moods and motivations with the waxing and waning of the moon, the turning of a fresh calendar page. I've been simply aching for the start of a new month, the fresh newness of a "Day 1" on the calendar.
I am such a dork.
I love being able to wipe away my misdeeds and claim, "Oh, well that was last month. This month will be different, absolutely." I love being able to just...let it all go mentally, and pretend it all didn't happen. Even though, you know...it did.
So today's the last of it. The last of the dark, the dreary, the dank and depressing.
No more of this.
It's time to turn it around.
Pooh Bear knows what's up.