Thursday, September 21, 2017

Optimism.


You see different figureheads dime a dozen. Some are believed to be your kinsperson, some colleagues. Fancy is your ripeness if you call everyone to be on your threshold of understanding, implementing and reacting to the world's stimuli.

For instance, you might be a beach person. The thud of the wind against your cheeks might be a reason for you to be euphoric. Nevertheless, the situation you're in might not be that beach loving - your husband might be a bed person (xD), or your in laws might not be so elegant with your running around being on family way. Or perhaps you've pushed out kids that needs to be buckled up. Or any stupid reasons Ya!

Bottom line, yes, you love the beach, the wind and the chuk chuk of the train - this might be a naked truth, but not always you'll be in a locus to irrigate your itching.





Sometimes that craving has to be forgotten, sometimes you can't feel remorse over the couple finding beach visits easy, sometimes you need to count your blessings and direct your location to past beach memories. Or better, future beach visits with a good opportune.

Or perhaps, just go get yourself a good water melon juice and find your happiness in it.

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