Day 669: Spontaneous

Today, I’m writing spontaneously. While I thought about possible topics, yesterday, for today’s  post, I decided to pick this title at the last minute and just see what happens.

While some people might call that

… doing something spontaneously, without planning, can be fun!

Now, I would like to spontaneously link to other posts I’ve written that have “fun” in the title.  Here they are:

  1. Day 248: Random thoughts on fun,
  2. Day 416: Fun with Phobias,
  3. Day 417: Fun with Phobias, Part II,
  4. Day 443: Fun with labels,
  5. Day 496: Fun with Phobias (Part III*), and last (and perhaps least relevant)
  6. Day 516: One possible function of anxiety (dreams).

I love lists, so here’s another one I’m including here, spontaneously, of things that happened while I was creating that first list, above:

  1. I had fun with it.
  2. I was hoping that people would click on those links to my prior posts, since I think they’re all good enough to read.
  3. I’m being brave enough to finally use the “new”method of creating posts today.
  4. As I was about to add the last item in the list, this post disappeared — poof!
  5. I didn’t panic.
  6. I patiently tried to find it.
  7. I decided the post was lost forever and I was prepared to re-create this post, from the beginning.
  8. I found the original draft of this post.

I just tried to link to the last number in that list, but WordPress wouldn’t let me.  That’s okay. I can link to that number, now:

8

I was thinking of writing

F___ YOU, WORDPRESS!!

right there, because I get upset, sometimes, when I’m trying to use something new and can’t figure it out and make a mistake and panic a little, but I thought better of it.

Yesterday, in my work as a psychotherapist and in my life as a human being, I encountered people who had trouble dealing with anger. I’m often not sure what to do with my own anger, either. (I seem to be okay dealing with other people’s anger spontaneously, even though I may fear it in advance.)

My best advice about anger, these days, is

  • own your anger (as well as your other feelings)
  • express your anger in a way that works for you, rather than bottling it up

Before I proceed with THAT list (which I started spontaneously without knowing where it would end), I’d like see what Google Images has for “bottling it up.”

Eeek!  I just lost track of this post, again, when I came back from “Google Images.” I couldn’t find it anywhere.  However, this time, I remembered the process for restoring this post that worked for me before, so I spontaneously did NOT panic. I’m hoping I can learn from this experience to make my post-creation process, next time, smoother and easier.

Where was I?  Oh, yes!  Showing you Google Images for “Bottling it Up.”

Oh!  I just found the earlier draft of this post.  I just didn’t see it before, because I had too many tabs open. You’ll just have to believe me, though, that the first draft totally disappeared.

I just spontaneously closed a lot of those open tabs, so I can more easily keep track of things as I’m writing this post.

Where was I? Oh, yes!  Google Images for “bottling it up”:

bottle

(Image found here)

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(Image found here)

Spontaneously, I’m deciding that those are enough Google Images, for today. I feel more comfortable using my own images, since I own those.

But what image(s), of my own, should I include in this post?

I could show you some photos I just had to stop and spontaneously take yesterday, on my way to work:

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I could show you a portion of the whiteboard from the therapy group I did last night (making sure to keep strict confidentiality):

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I DEFINITELY want to show you the photo I took this morning, right before my son left for school, of two pieces of required equipment he had chosen for today, Halloween:

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Have fun trying to figure THAT out.

Before I spontaneously press “Publish” to send this post out into the world, what feels left out, for me?

Music! But what piece of music fits today’s post?

Do YOU have any ideas about that?

Even if you do,  that’s not going to help me now.

Here’s the tune that’s rattling around in my head (and has been, since I rediscovered it while writing this here post). And since I primarily write these posts for ……

ME!

… posting this video, spontaneously, here, will give ME easier access to it.

(This time, I’m linking to just that performance, which I LOVE, of “In France They Kiss on Main Street” with Joni Mitchell, Pat MethenyJaco Pastorius, and Lyle Mays, rather than linking to the whole concert — which I LOVE — as I did in that previous post.)

Okay! I’ve

  • included words, images and music here,
  • had some breakfast, while writing this,
  • managed to avoid my hands being gnawed by one of my cats, while I’m typing this,
  • left enough time to get ready for work, where I have to write something spontaneously that’s due today ….

… so I think those are reasons enough to publish this post NOW.

One more thing: Thanks to EVERYBODY.

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14 thoughts on “Day 669: Spontaneous

  1. What a wonderful Joni Mitchell song. I did not know that in France they kiss on Main Street. (Must go to France. Didn’t work out so well trying that in Mea Shearim.)

    I’m glad that you’re okay with people’s anger in the moment, Ann. But have I ever seen anyone angry with you on this blog? No. It’s a very Ann-lightened blog.

    Heading out into the rain, now, wearing a sheriff’s costume. Hope you have a good day.

    • I wonder what Main Street is, in French, and whether any of my readers are angry that I did not include that information in this post. Wait, you already pointed out that no one has gotten angry at me, yet. Thank you for that kind reminder and for the image of the sheriff in the rain.

  2. Very Spontaneous, loved it. Liked the song too!

  3. You let it all out today, Ann, except for filling in that one thought to WordPress. Maybe. Perhaps you did bottle up some other thought or feeling … but I don’t think so.

    Scissors and shrimp. Yahoo! The cutting edge of any 16-year-old’s school needs for Halloween day. Let’s see … Curtailing a a test?

    Happy weekend, Ann. Here’s to kissing in the street to Joni’s music, any darn city we choose. Syracuse for me and my dear wife Karen, Boston for you and your great BF Michael?!

    • I am spontaneously happy to see your appearance here, which — I hope– feels spontaneous to you, Mark, although it COULD feel a little like an obligation because you get here every friggin’ day. By the way, my friend Jan, who has appeared in some posts (and will probably show up in tomorrow’s post) grew up in Syracuse and she wanted to know if you went to Bishop Ludden School because she and her whole family did. I said I didn’t know but that I could definitely ask you, spontaneously, since that’s the kind of guy you are.

      • I grew up downstate, Long Island, and moved to Syracuse to work at the big daily when I was 25 years old, Ann. Thus you should report to Jan that no, I am not a Luddenite. I know much of the school, though, having lived in her city for 32 years now.

      • Yes, Mark, after I posted that reply I realized that I had acted too spontaneously. I forgot about your past, for a moment, because you are So Syracuse to me.

      • Good answer, Ann, because, spontaneously to myself after three-plus decades, I am so Syracuse to me, too.

  4. agwink1942

    Love the spontaneity here Ann. Most of my life these days is lived spontaneously, because I hate to make plans. Something always happens to get in the way of plans, like bad weather (which we are having right now) or illness, or I just want to stay in bed all day because it feels warm and cozy, and I’m retired so who cares? Great song by Joni also. Takes me back to my glory days in the ’60’s. Really wouldn’t want to go there again, but still love the music.

    • I wouldn’t want to go into the past, either, but it is wonderful to connect with things you love, in the present. And I love that you commented today.

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  6. I hope we get told, I don’t want to dream about prawns and scissors.

    • Well, there’s a relevant photo in the blog post for Day 670. I don’t know if that picture is going to improve or worsen your dreams, Hilary.

      I will be spontaneous and tell you that the scissors were to open the package that held the denim shirt (in case that helps, in any way).

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