Friday, July 27, 2007
Good days, bad days.
Good days aren't always easy to come by and when they do, you fight like hell to keep it good. Sadly, things just don't seem to stay that simple most of the time. It's like you're walking along the pavement, minding your business, then flash! bam! alakazam!...bird shit falls on your head and your day is spoilt in that moment. When that happens, you can choose to do one of three things (that is, before you take a piece of tissue and wipe off that stain):
1) Curse and swear at the entire community of birds for the misdeed of one.
2) Call the first person that pops up in your mind and whine about how your day sucks like shit. (no pun intended)
3) Tell yourself that shit happens and move on with life. (again, no pun intended)
Well, I was having a perfectly good day when some shit fell on me - which totally changed everything - much to my helpless disappointment. And while 3) is the healthiest thing to do, I just can't help but feel so vexed that my good day has been ruined. Like I said, good days aren't always easy to come by. I wish I'd taken a different pathway to avoid that shit, or used a brolly to shelter myself, but the fact is that it has already happened and no matter how many times I replay it in my mind, that same piece of shit is still going to fall inevitably.
Sigh...I really need to let it go now...Jo, shit happens. Move on with life. Tomorrow will be a better day...
Now pass me a piece of tissue so I can wipe off that stain...
Posted by Jo at 11:33 PM
