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A day of solace

I have had a really good day today. At some points I felt bad then good then bad then good again.

I was upset that what I wanted was given to someone else. Then I realized I had not asked whilst this other person had. Then I imagined that I would be ostracized for the duration. But, with just  few words from someone, I resolved to revel in solitude as opposed to loneliness. I enjoyed the movie. I can honestly say this.
I also enjoyed dinner; though I must add that perhaps I was overbearing with the outgoingness or in trying to be fun/funny. I was just like the white tall guy in "think like a man too." Only thing is I am his opposite: black short girl. Yes, even though some may find it taboo to refer to black and white as opposites

The whole day just led me to think of  picture that got my attention today...


Cheers to your bubbles
TYB
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