Cheer up and smileWritten by hootenannie on September 7th, 2011
Yesterday, I was a total crankpot. Everything was wrong. Everything was complicated. Everything was making me nervous and anxious and angry and tearful.
During my break, I took myself on a walk around the lake, feeling the clouds hang low to the earth. I tried to breathe in the cool air – the first traces of fall – but with each breath I took in, the bad things built up more and more inside.
Just when my throat was getting tight and my eyes were getting full, a friend called.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“I’m out on a walk and trying… not… to… cry…” I sputtered.
He laughed, because he is a boy and that is what boys sometimes do, but when you’re a girl you don’t really mind – because you know that he’s a boy, and you know he isn’t being mean.
Then he asked me why I was almost crying, and I erupted with all of the reasons.
He laughed a little bit more, and then offered very logical advice (boys are good at that, even when it feels kind of annoying), and by the time my break was over, my tears had passed and I was ready to get back to work.
Today is a new day. I’m going to treat it as such.