The Moxie Sphere

Dear Intentional Reader, It’s the 30th of June; a day with pluvial weather. I love it when it rains, but the way it’s been raining over the past few days is beginning to annoy me! All kinds of creatures ( I’m referring to crawling animals and insects in this context, but I h@te them so much, hence the exaggeration) are beginning to crawl out because the flood has chased them from their habitats. Two nights ago, a centipede crawled into the house while I was working out. I cried for real, and I was sure my neighbors heard my voice. I thought of going out to knock on a neighbor’s door — preferably a male to help me kill it, but then I summoned courage and killed the b@$t@rd!! Excuse my choice of language, please.

It’s the wee hours of the 11th of June; I had just finished my workouts, and headed to the shower — thinking about how I have to make sure I read a page or two of the book I’m currently reading before I sleep — and then it struck me, “Moxie you’re changing”. At that moment, I felt very proud of myself, so while I was in the shower, I started thinking about it. I think I’ve healed a lot of things within myself. You see, sometimes we don’t even realize we need healing. When you hear words like therapy or healing, you assume they’re only for people with obvious issues, but that’s not necessarily true.