I treated myself to some solitude-an attempt at finally enjoying some good company. Because of my need to "lick my wounds", and avoid any possibility of socialization, I chose to seat myself facing a brick wall in a restaurant. This wall extended the length of the room. As I sat there, I was having difficulty getting rid of this bubble of negative feelings that was surrounding me and following me like a dark cloud. My hour of respite was somehow not doing its job. I needed to return to work in a half hour and was still feeling miserable. I suppose I thought the change in scenery by itself would lift my spirits and I would be feeling more content by osmosis. Then I remembered that I do not have to remain in this most undesirable state. I have an NLP pick-me-up toolbox! Remaining depressed was a choice and I chose to feel better as soon as possible. My head was down with my chin in my chest, as is common when one is absorbed in their feelings of sadness and self-pity. At that moment, I remembered Charlie Brown, the wisest eight year-old who ever lived. He often says, "When I get sad, I look up at the sky." If it was good enough for America’s favorite neurotic, I was willing to give it a try. I picked up on my own resistance; it was almost as if a part of me wanted to stay in that unhappy state. It was a bit of a struggle, but I forced myself to look above eye level. In a few moments, my resentment and self-pity started to disappear as I left my feeling mode and entered my visual arena.