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How’s your list of positives coming along? @adam_jun asked if I’d shared mine and I figured, why not. Do share yours too so we can all find new and wonderful things about being highly sensitive that we didn’t think of!
Where is my comfort zone? A simple place to call my own ‘Cause everything I wanna be Comes crashing down on me
You feel like two different people in your soul Feel like a loser, until you see That as you bend You learn to be Your own best friend
Who knows who wrote that song of Summer That blackbirds sing at dusk This is a song of colour Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
The next time someone tells you that you’re “so sensitive”, play them this video.
When you need a cathartic song to listen to.
Because sometimes you just need to listen to a beautiful song about jumping into puddles. Brosandi Hendumst í hringi Höldumst í hendur Allur heimurinn óskýr nema þú stendur
No one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins
For well you know that it’s a fool Who plays it cool By making his world a little colder
I have an earlier edition of this book (Chevy Chase and smile buttons, anyone?) – and I think it’s absolutely delightful. It’s nice to be reminded of the joy of little things, like fresh towels, velvet footstools, or the fact that someone somewhere is teaching a parrot to speak. Save