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'Twas a good night last night. Of course, that means I didn't sleep as long as I needed/wanted. Woke up only when the alarm went off. Okay, I really woke up in the shower, but I got up when the alarm went off.
Why was it a good night?
Human beings make up stories about events and immediately believe the story is the truth about the event. The stories always have something to do with the story teller and often about how bad or worthless the story teller is.
Then human beings start collecting evidence that backs up the story. We see what we think we see.
My story and my evidence gathering is been mostly that I don't know what to do when something unfamiliar is going on around me and, more importantly, it is dangerous to me to not know what's going on.
That story insures that every time I am faced with the unexpected, I freeze up or at least slow down. It also means my temper is short fused. I have little room for other people to be unfocused.
Last night was a good night. I've busted up my story, but I haven't been looking for evidence that it was just a story. Well, I've been looking a little bit lately. Last night, I had evidence. Real, concrete. I didn't die, nobody was pissed at me and I did what there was to do.
Yay for great training. Yay for practicing what I learn. Yay for great friends. Just yay.
Why was it a good night?
Human beings make up stories about events and immediately believe the story is the truth about the event. The stories always have something to do with the story teller and often about how bad or worthless the story teller is.
Then human beings start collecting evidence that backs up the story. We see what we think we see.
My story and my evidence gathering is been mostly that I don't know what to do when something unfamiliar is going on around me and, more importantly, it is dangerous to me to not know what's going on.
That story insures that every time I am faced with the unexpected, I freeze up or at least slow down. It also means my temper is short fused. I have little room for other people to be unfocused.
Last night was a good night. I've busted up my story, but I haven't been looking for evidence that it was just a story. Well, I've been looking a little bit lately. Last night, I had evidence. Real, concrete. I didn't die, nobody was pissed at me and I did what there was to do.
Yay for great training. Yay for practicing what I learn. Yay for great friends. Just yay.