Today is Sunday and it's a beautiful day here in Seattle. I could see the light, once I removed my head from my ass. Still fighting negative feelings but at least I showed up to work today. As I walked down the steep hill from my apartment to work I saw the clear blue sky and Elliott Bay at the bottom of the hill. I was having trouble shaking my bad feelings until something magical happened. A sailboat sailed by. It seemed to serve as some sort of symbolic catalyst. Where ever the winds take me sort of feeling.