10/5/17
Misery and joy both love company.
Misery feeds, joy serves.
Pessimism is opinion, reality, and true.
Positivity is opinion, reality, and true.
I want to be the joy that shuts misery up because we’re both right.
Misery’s point (“I’m so tiiiiired,” “I don’t want to be here”) sounds like a waste of breath when Joy comes back with “But we get to make things today!” because it is
I’m stressed too, I know life is hard, and I really don’t want to redo the whole silk shirt with a binding. I can relate and sympathize with Misery, but we can’t be friends.