Dear Mysterious Influence

Dear Myseterious Influence,

When I look back, I see all the times when you’ve saved me from disaster, brought me joy in pleasure and lessons from the pain. I see all these amazing, beautiful reflections of you, and yet I have no idea what you look like. I hear you speak to me, and yet I never hear your voice. You fill my heart with love, which feels like being filled with some kind of “You” drug. And yet you feel so real. What’s UP with that?

First of all, I want to say Thank You for, um, Everything? The enormity of it all overwhelms me sometimes, but I think that’s how it’s supposed to be, right? I just want you (and all your um, angels?) to know that I’m practicing gratitude for, y’know – Everything.

I banged my head really hard, had a back spasm, wrist pain and my foot was killing me. Broke a mirror I need for work, had some intense personal interractions, and it seems like it’s taking twice as long to get aything done.

Then I thought “Could be due to the fact I’ve not been getting enough sleep.”

So on that note (and