I’ve been having life coach sessions (for free!), as an experiment, and though it hasn’t yet turned me into a better version of me, my coach did help me come up with a way to see my “day jobs” and errands (back taxes) as respectively a little trusty pony that pulls my cart to the market I need to sell my wares at and therefore deserves nurturing and love and gratitude, and a cute goat that can either be harmless and weed-eating with some oversight or can run amok and destroy stuff if I don’t also give it the same kind of consideration. I wasn’t going for her new-age gratitude for responsibilities stuff. That worked for me for a while in the 90s but not after all the crap the world’s been through since the last five years. Pony and goat I can give love to, and imagining them hungry and neglected actually does make me want to do my duty, weirdly! I keep saying, “time to feed the pony and goat!” It was day 2 of that today, and I hope this imagery doesn’t get old too fast because it’s kind of enjoyable.