Everyday presents a new challenge or maybe an old headache. A reminder of stupidity committed will creep up, leaving a bitter taste behind. How was I so stupid? Why did I do that? I don't ever want to relive that, but unfortunately ever act-like it or not- leaves proof of its existence. Ok so I've done dumb shit; who's going to throw the first stone? Exactly.
Maybe its time to celebrate-however you find fit (vodka-water, s'il vous plaît)-the small things accomplished. Lighten the mental baggage or emotional exhaustion and show the grooves on your face. I have a sweet and reFreshing friend who decided to smile despite the shit. People noticed, and are smiling back. I have another friend who thinks its stupid, and is stuck in a closed and lonely space. You see, good energies await for willing receivers. I'm open 24 hrs.
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