Between Thursday and today, I saw a lot of people who are near and dear to my heart - good people who help me realize what a special life I live. Of course, it never hurts when I get my ego stroked, either, and that happened a bit, too!

I fully agree with the concept of "good attracts good", but I'm constantly surprised when it happens to me. Having been raised Catholic, and studying more than a few other religions, I feel like I've got a pretty good understanding of what makes a good person. Of course, I'm sure my mom has a lot to do with it, too, since my brothers have the same understanding.

And so it is this understanding that guides me along the path of life.

Having studied Buddhism, I've come to believe in the concept of karma. But is this not the same as "good attracts good"? What about the golden rule?

And yet, when I spend time with the people surrounding me, or connect with them via telephone or e-mail, I think about what great people they are... how golden their hearts are... how amazing, intelligent and wonderful they are. I think about how lucky I am to have met these people, and how excited I am to see them. And when we part, there is always a little bit of sadness.

So, if I allow myself to believe that I am a good person, I only do it through logic:
1) Karma/good attracts good/the Golden Rule is truth.
2) The people I surround myself with are fricking amazing.
And therefore...
I am one lucky sonuvagun!

Izzit any wonder I got a D in college philosophy?

Now playing in the CD player:
"Sabotage" by Black Sabbath
"Vulnerable" by Tricky
"Finally Woken" by Jem
"Push the Button" by the Chemical Brothers
"Return of the Killer A's" by Anthrax