self-hypnosis in soft corduroy dress

Yesterday I stalked a black butterfly into the forest. It was the first one I'd seen on the property since spring arrived. Show me the way, Mr. Fluttery Goodness. You cannot be in a bad mood if you're watching a butterfly, ever noticed that? More butterfly watching for the world, I would say if I were a therapist. Go find a butterfly while sipping a simple cup of coffee. Simple, remember. Have a chill weekend, folks, and let a bug live that you might have smashed otherwise.