smiling
There are a few things I can do when I am down that will always make me smile.
Today, it was raining.
I stood outside, put my arms out, threw my head back, and spun around in circles,
and I laughed, and laughed, and laughed for no apparent reason.
The fact that I did this makes me smile.
I read old letters, old yearbooks, old xanga entries with nice comments...
and these things make me smile.
So, no matter what happens, I can always find a reason to be happy...
Whether it is because I happen to be the type of strange character who enjoys dancing around in a torrential downpour...
Or because I can look back on things from my past (distant or not so distant) and know that people actually care about me enough to have written things that they have written.
These things, make me smile.
So, I am smiling.
Today, it was raining.
I stood outside, put my arms out, threw my head back, and spun around in circles,
and I laughed, and laughed, and laughed for no apparent reason.
The fact that I did this makes me smile.
I read old letters, old yearbooks, old xanga entries with nice comments...
and these things make me smile.
So, no matter what happens, I can always find a reason to be happy...
Whether it is because I happen to be the type of strange character who enjoys dancing around in a torrential downpour...
Or because I can look back on things from my past (distant or not so distant) and know that people actually care about me enough to have written things that they have written.
These things, make me smile.
So, I am smiling.