I'm horrible with thinking up cool titles to draw your attention in so this will do for now.

     Oi so four days without a post.  You might be thinking that I fell off the side of the earth or got lost somewhere in the Amazon, of which you are completely wrong for thinking.  I was actually lost in Antarctica.
     So, really, why was I absent?   Honestly I've been in a pretty bad mood for the past five days or so.  Not in a mood to blog, hardly in a mood to talk to anyone, hardly even in a mood to smile.  Sometimes we just have those off days where everything is whacked out of place.  When everything seems like it's too much and it's impossible.

     Mulling in my dejected attitude I was going over some of the past links I'd StumbleUpon 'd earlier but forgot to close the window.  I came upon the 32 Keys About Life webpage and started reading the introduction.  (I'd saved it for when my headache had gone away.)  So I get through the introduction without much a thought and make my way onto the topics themselves.  Scanning them quickly I suddenly stop when I'm in Despair and my eyes find the name Erich Fromm.  Erich Fromm.... hmmm... The name rang a bell but I couldn't place it.  Where did I hear it before?  In a show?  Online?  In a book?  And it comes to me.
     I shift the clutter off my desk and resurrect the yellow post-it that I'd stuck in a spot that I had hoped would always be in my sight.  In my neatest handwriting I'd written down my latest favorite quote that I had come upon from Jason Mraz's twitter account.

     "There is only one meaning of life, the act of living itself." -Erich Fromm

   A smile plays across my face as I read it.  My focus shifts back to the webpage and I read the quote they have.

     "Who will tell whether one happy moment of love of the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning and smelling the fresh air, is not worth all the suffering and effort which life implies." -Erich Fromm

     And just as I finish reading the quote, what song comes on my random shuffled playlist?  None but Jackie's Antioch song, a song I have long loved, Little Wonders by Rob Thomas.  And with his gorgeous voice he reaches out to me with the first lines.

    "Let it go,
     Let it roll right off your shoulder
     Don't you know
     The hardest part is over
     Let it in,
     Let your clarity define you
     In the end
     We will only just remember how it feels"
  
     I let it go, I let all the stress and worry and fear just roll off my shoulders and onto the floor.  I cast my despairing thoughts aside and look out at the bright sunny day for the first time today, for the first time in a few days (although admittedly it's been rainy grey for the past four days).  Thank you Erich Fromm, thank you Rob Thomas.  You made my day better and got me out of that rotten mood.  Today I am grateful for the two of you.  You're awesome!