Cause for celebration

I'm going to find the cause for celebration in every day. Sounds like a good plan. I'm letting go of the bad feelings. I realized today that for some reason, I hold on to them. I hold on to the Hurt. I hold on to the Hurter. I find tragedy appealing. Hm. Why? Doesn't make me more interesting or more attractive. I have to unlearn a lot of things that have thus far not been working for me. So, today was good because I went to the gym. I got a free sandwich. I made it through an 8 hour shift. And I talked to Mom. All good things. I'm not trying not to focus on the bad things. I'm NOT focusing on them. Or something. There's a difference between trying and doing and actualizing and ruling your universe. I'm figuring it out, I think. Maybe this is just a heap. But it doesn't feel like one. It kind of feels like the opposite of those strange valleys where I feel like something is so wrong with the situation that nothing will ever be right again. I still feel like some things with my life are so very, very wrong but I have this sneaking suspicion that everything is going to be alright. Hmmm...