Of woes & Choices..

I leave from work, glum and blue. ‘Life is so unfair’ I think wallowing in self-pity. ‘Why does almost everyone I know have a much better life than me?’ Tears sting my eyes and I brush them away roughly. I am in no mood to reach home and I decide to take a walk. Immediately a boy no older than eight accosts me urging me to buy a colouring book with a cheeky smile on his face. ‘What has he got to smile about?’ I wonder grumpily. I hastily buy a book, thrust the money at him and hasten away. Deciding I need a sugar lift, I enter a small cafe. As I wait to be served, I see an old man sitting in a wheelchair laughing hysterically at something the waiter has said. His wife smiles and gently wipes his mouth with a tissue. A smile involuntarily lifts my lips but I quickly switch it off reminding myself of my grievances. I am just finishing my milkshake when somebody pulls my hair. Incensed I turn to find a small baby boy in his mother’s arms gurgling at me. “You have lovely hair” the mother says admiringly, gesturing at her own thin braid. ‘What the heck’. I give up and grin back. I grab my bag and get up, idly glancing at the message on the t-shirt of a guy standing at the counter. ‘Folks are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be.’ My eyebrows shoot up and I giggle. “You win” I quietly mouth to Life and step out into a beautiful summer evening.

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