As I let go of my feelings of guilt, I am in touch with my inner sociopath.
I have the power to channel my imagination into ever-soaring levels of suspicion and paranoia.
I assume full responsibility for my actions, except the ones that are someone else's fault.
In some cultures what I do would be considered normal.
My intuition nearly makes up for my lack of wisdom and judgment.
I need not suffer in silence while I can still moan, whimper, and complain.
When someone hurts me, I know that forgiveness is cheaper than a lawsuit, but not nearly as rewarding.
I am at one with my duality. (It's a gemini thing)
Blessed are the flexible, for they can tie themselves in knots.
I will strive to live each day as if it were my 40th birthday.
I honor and express all facets of my being, regardless of state and local laws.
Today I will gladly share my experience and advice, for there are no sweeter words than "I told you so!"
A scapegoat is almost as good as a solution.
Just for today, I will not sit in my living room all day in my underwear. Instead, I will move my computer into the bedroom.
I will no longer waste my time reliving the past; I will spend it wondering about the future?
The complete lack of evidence is the surest proof that the conspiracy is working.
Before I criticize a man, I walk a mile in his shoes. That way, if he gets angry, he's a mile away and barefoot.
