It’s raining here, so I hardly want to get out of bed. It looks like it will be raining most of the week. Welcome to December in California. I wonder how long before my backyard is a swamp. For some reason, my backyard gathers water. It looks pretty flat. There’s no evidence that it is bowl shaped and, thus, perfect for holding water. My poor dog gets stranded on drier spots. She doesn’t like to cross the water to get to her food. It rains enough here that the ground will squish water for up to a week (if there hasn’t been new rain) when you walk on it. Everywhere else I’ve lived the water either runs off or soaks in. Here? Here, the ground is like a sponge, except at some point that sponge gets too full of water.

I’ve been getting some interesting Google searches. Apparently, people all over the world are looking for a cure for over thinking. Most of my loyal readers suggested either illegal substances or highly addictive ones. I don’t recommend them. Besides it really isn’t over thinking that is the problem. It’s the negative thoughts that rattle around in the brain. Nothing is ever as bad as it seems. No one complains about positive thoughts. It is possible to change your thoughts. Anytime you have a thought you don’t like, change it. Listen to some favorite music. Laugh. Play. Notice the thought and move on. Anyway, that’s my advice for what it’s worth. Does it work? Absolutely. Have I cured over thinking? Not entirely.

Now if I could just bring myself to type more interesting keywords–bring some of those porn viewers over here. But I’m sure they would just be disappointed. The words are so common that I can’t imagine that I would even get into the top 10 on the list.