I'm sitting in my hotel room, a few minutes away from walking out the door, and it's one of those days that just seems......hopeful. Like the kind of day where the car in front of me might pay for my venti hazelnut hot chocolate. Or the kind of day where the hot girl down the aisle from me at Barnes and Noble strikes up a conversation because Paste is her favorite magazine, too. It feels like today will be one of those days where people live up to their best possible potential.
Now, having said all that touch-feely crap, I will probably get pooped on by birds when I walk outside, get a flat tire, and spill that hazelnut hot chocolate deliciousness all over my favorite work pants.
But that's okay, because life is all about perspective.