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The flickering buzz of harsh fluorescent lights at the gas station couldnt do it, nor the pregnant attendee who didnt put my $20 through to the pump, making sure I knew how frustrated she was for making her do her job. Only making $45 at work tonight didnt have any effect, or the fact that the sky remained gray until night set in--a constant, slow drizzle teasing me of an exciting storm, only to never come. Having to scrounge up coins around my basement apartment to make rent; repeatedly having to step over 2 foul smelling and rather large piles of vomit left on the path to my front door by my neighbors; realizing I left my debit card at the bank while in line to purchase a money order at the grocery store; having to drive to work in the morning to acquire a forgotten signature on a paycheck; a past due electric bill exceeding my bank account and holes in my socks didnt do shit to the fantastic mood Ive been in today. Strawberry candies and wind shield wipers brought me joy; shades of green, blue, and gold continued to momentarily stop my breathing, while stories of beggars, children, murder and sharing quickened it. Today was mine.