I’m wrapping up the last of nine days off from work, it was a much needed break from the grind that is the regular regular life life that I live. It is interesting to drive in week-day traffic and see the struggle; it is so apparent in the traffic, grocery store lines, etc. The more time went on in this relaxed staycation, the more I was able to let go of the anger of unfinshed work, disagreements, unmet goals and more. I viewed the facebook posts of young poets, angry racists and the, “My politics are better than yours” crowd. In the release I can view the hypocrites, and the wonderful and talented people I feel so blessed to know, with new eyes. I can also see in myself that I have all of these same yucky and very cool qualities, depending upon my mood. The focus on what I am accomplishing and the acceptance of my current placement in life is fuel for happy reflections in my mirrors. It is good to let go of the constant label that the Society Afraidy Cats give us. It’s so good not to worry about the fact that I’m a certain color and I prefer a certain type of sex with a certain type of human. It’s good not to worry about skipping a few Sundays of church. It’s great to go a whole day without guilt and judgement and without feeling the need to convince everyone that they should look and live like me. It feels good not to think I know more than the President of the United States or my wife. It feels great to love being a man who loves his family. It is awesome to not want to be twenty something anymore. It feels good to go all day and not fix a problem or to wonder when I will die and what that will feel like. In my release, what others are going through and their opinions bundled with the baggage that they drag along is not for me to judge and point out. It is for them to carry and to learn from. My honest and relaxed mind is able to see my own successes and lack there of just fine on a sunny day off like today. The release I’ve experienced these past few days has been a long time coming. I wonder if this is how the cows grazing away in the country pasture feel. I wonder if this is how the the frog that shows up on my porch each evening feels. I wonder if you feel this way. Tommorrow I go back to work and I hope this release follows me into the new week. I hope I can stay colorful and dare to keep smiling like a kid with a secret. I hope