I was having one of THOSE days. Those bleargh days where nothing is going right and you feel like you can never be happy again. Everyone get those days right?
I was all set to whine and bitch here but I saw something that changed my mind. On my way home, I saw police cars and ambulances around this block and realised someone had committed suicide.
Call me sadist or what. But I felt better. Cause suddenly, my day wasnt as bad as it seemed. My troubles were insignificant compared to many others. Suddenly, my day didnt seem to matter.
Bette Midler - Wind Beneath My Wings
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=El-C3w4CYqoBeing happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections.