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.