My mood today is a bit introspective. I sum it up with this passage from Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.
“She saw how pretty the moon looked, falling low on the horizon. A big part of her wanted to just stay here with them. She wanted to curl up into the smallest, simplest existence and let the world rush along without her. She lay down. She curled up. And she then changed here mind. She was alive and they were dead. She had to try to make her life big. As big as she could. She promised Bailey she would keep playing”.
Sometimes it’s just like that. Sometimes it’s like that with a jelly donut too.