Purple

I'm in a bit of a purple funk today. Don't you just hate when that happens?

I don't mind a bit when I'm blue, because I usually have a pretty good idea of what's going on that causes that when it happens. I often find myself grateful for the blue days because they make all the ones that aren't so much nicer.

But purple? You can keep it.

What has me on edge - I think - is the feeling that having thrown off a great deal of responsibilty for the coming year I'm left with the disquieting notion that there's a reason -- as yet unknown -- why this will have been a good decision to make.

I am an optimistic person by nature - no, optimistic isn't right - I'm more a ride this out kind of person. The bad stuff? In time, it'll pass. The good stuff? Enjoy it now, because it won't last forever either. But give me something to FACE.

I can't shake the feeling that something is coming around the bend that I am not anticipating, for which I'm not prepared.

And that's what a purple funk feels like.