After my post about violence, I saw a fight break out on my run yesterday.  It knocked the wind out of me and I almost teared up at the awful nastiness that was displayed between human beings.  It sounds strange, but I am thankful that things like that still affect me (#364).  I called the police, feeling like it was my civic duty, even though it was after the fact.  I am so thankful to have 911 (#365), to have police respond fairly quickly to concerns (#366), and that I could avoid being in the middle of the fight (#367).

In other really good news:
368. It is a 4-day workweek.
369.  It is Jeans Week.
370.  The donations go to the Red Cross.
371.  I got a chance to come home for lunch (saves some time in the mornings chopping up my usual salad).
372.  I was able to get out and enjoy the weather.
373.  Feeling at peace with myself has caused some very natural and productive therapy sessions.
374.  I had a chance to cover a coworker's Open Intake.
375.  I had almost all of my Open Intake slots covered for my time off.
376.  I had a great ride last night, especially with a friend for her first ride of the season.
377.  One of my friends just accepted a full time job in Florida, where her husband will be able to attend free classes.
378.  I get to ride my bike to work today.

"If you wake up believing you have a bad day, you will rarely be disappointed."--Joyce Meyer quoting someone else