In my journey to be a better person, I have found that people generally don't like "HAPPY PEOPLE!"
Whenever I'm really happy, smiling, singing, enjoying my Starbucks people keep asking me... "What are you so happy for?' Like it's a crime! I try to practice my yoga not only in the studio, or at home, but in my daily life.
When I drive,
call bill collectors,
speak to my daughter,
disagree with my husband...
you know life! But for some reason people like to steal my joy. My happiness! I know that I've said this many times, but what is with the happy thief's? Why are them bastards always out on the prowl? Even the smallest thing can be turned into something so ugly. Like a cheerful Hello, can be turned into a eye roll... or me bringing my own green bags to target, can be turned into..."Excuse Miss, you can not use that bag as a shopping cart," basically calling me a thief. I try really hard everyday to smile. To sing. To practice my yoga. To meditate. To love openly, and to listen even when my ears have cut off. So why isn't that same feeling returned?
I can not answer that... That's why I am just venting. writing.
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