Sometimes your gut tells you to do something. You wonder if it’s right, but you go with it because, hey, it’s your gut and you trust it.
Today I took a first step toward doing something I really want to do. It was a phone call. When I hung up I found myself singing, “The hills are alive with the sound of music …” I wasn’t quite belting it out Julie Andrews style, but I was going at it pretty good.
Such a euphoric song. It sprang to mind out of nowhere.
My gut is so damn good.
