It was only recently that I started to consider the idea of happiness being a state of mind that we have some control over.
I don’t know if it’s true, but I do know that escapism sometimes works, maybe not to keep ourselves happy; just to keep ourselves from falling into a deep abyss of despair.
We don’t always get the chance to tell it to someone. Or sometimes, that’s just not possible. Unimaginable.
No matter. I choose to be happy, or I hope I can choose to. Though sometimes I know I lapse into shitty moods.
Well, there's always a time and space for PMS, okay?
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In other news yet again, I think I have amazing colleagues. Something happened at the office today - nothing particularly life-threatening - but it was just something that would test the attitudes of my co-workers. The situation was like massive fodder for an exchange of finger-pointing to take place. But nope, that didn't happen. No one pointed any fingers. We actually worked together to climb out of the stinking cesspit we had gotten ourselves into.
A far cry from other offices.
Bravo.
And, adios amigos! I'm hoping my Spanish Vocabulary is going to expand beyond that after I finish the course. Or even after I start it :)
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