WHAT THE WHAT?

OK, I need to say it here, say it somewhere. Anonymously.

I am not a "nice" person. Not really, not deep, deep down in the marrow of my bones. No, I don't torture puppies or anything like that, it's just sort of a creeping malady, tacked on to the low-grade depression I've had all my life. I use complaining as conversation, and think it hip to describe the world as going to hell in a hand basket. Not only do I see the glass as half-empty, but it's left a large water ring on the table. Pleased to meet ya!

People will say that I am a nice person, generous of spirit, you might too if you met me. But it's really about how I think and I decided to do something about it. See if I can change some of those old brain patterns.

I'm calling my experiment "Thirty Days of Nice" (Not 30 days of Nice, as in France, though it would sure would be nice to be in Nice for 30 days). Every day I will do something, anonymously, for someone. Something small (maybe something big, who knows), but definitely something "nice". To see if with some daily conditioning, I might be able to morph into that naturally nice person people assume I am. So here goes. Who's with me?