I'm a writer

Do you know how a bad day(s) can turn right around to be a good one? I know I'm suppose to create this myself, right? I have my own magic wand, so I can godoink! and grant myself smiles and happiness and joy. I have to take responsibility for my mood, be it pissy or joyful. I can't say: 'oh, don't bug me, 'cause I'm pissy,' because 'I'm pissy' is wrong. No: I choose to be pissy. So I can choose, right now, to be joyful.

But, wow, sisters, when you get that smile from somebody else, and she says, 'you know, 'phfina, you're a writer' and she pats your cheek affectionately before skipping out of the sbux with her caramel macchiato? It just makes it so much easier to turn a bad day(s) into a good one.

Lesson learned for me: surround myself with people like that. People who look for the good in you and then speak what's so right into existence. People who aren't the wet blankets at the party, but are the life of the party. People you just want to be around.

Lesson learned for me: be that girl for everybody I can.

Got and gave four hugs today so far, btw, and the day is still yet young.