varying degrees of light

I wonder if I can go a day without speaking... I probably can't, because I can hardly update my blog without incessant rambling. But that's kind of what you're here for, isn't it?
Through the years, I've noticed what activities I can perform that directly have a beneficial effect to my mood. Tonight, I performed very many of those things, with avail to a certain extent.
Here I am, however.
I don't regret the activities because they are healthy and elemental and part of the Lord Almighty's covenant with me as a human. They've only benefited my existence in its many facets, but I was foolish to think that they would have resolved my evening. My evening cannot be resolved because it is over and done with. My actions, and reactions, are without regret and I cannot help where I am because of the events that took place.
I've heard of some people that are able to tell/convince/manipulate themselves, their minds, of how to feel... and I can't decide whether I envy them that ability, but I have never been able to and I don't think I ever will.
I just re-read the sentence, "My actions, and reactions, are without regret and I cannot help where I am because of the events that took place," and thought to myself, "What a pompous and dramatic person you are." I am without excuse, dear reader, and I apologize.
Here I am, however and I'll see you around soon. You may notice that I won't be speaking as much. Day of Silence? Just one day.