From here to eternity and back - why we fight when things seem so right

Today I woke with headache bright and screaming forward into the mist of my morning with the dog, my son, a little girl peeping from behind her wirling curls and my wife calming telling me her plans have changed. We're moving back to Ohio - from where we grew.

Why, when things seem to be going so well, do we fight about why things can't last? I sit and read an article two years old, about experimental film artists. I chew the charizo and egg out of the days last moldable material. Today I recieved my first "congrats - good work" from the boss. Moments after argunig with my wife about why we shouldn't drop it all and move in with the parents. Why two good things never happen within the ecosystem of a single day - because it would throw the whole thing out of whack?

I have a hard time writting every day on this journal - due mostly to the fact that I digest my world slowly. I'm setting a "once-a-week" timetable dor entering posts from this day forward.