I just opened a fortune cookie that said “Give your self a few hours of peace and quiet.”

I like when the universe tells me things I already know, but need to be smacked in the face with. Slow down. Open your eyes. Look at that pretty, pretty sky.

There’s a the bigger picture.

I had a therapist tell me one time that I use “it was a learning experience” as a crutch. Bugger me, because I always thought it was a fabulous way to look at life. Whenever something bad happened, I’d just take a deep breath and say thru gritted teeth, “but think of all I’m learning!”

As it turns out, it’s a coping mechanism. Sometimes things are hard because they’re supposed to be. You can learn from them, but not until you’ve actually gotten through them.

I’m not sure what all this has to do with my fortune cookie, other than I’ve had a long few weeks and I’m tiiiiiired.