It happened last morning. I dropped the honey pot on the stove and broke it… DUM DUM DUM.
I instantly thought shit it’s gonna be a terrible day. But you know what ? It was actually a good day, and shit happens and Im not sure why but this time I told myself: don’t let this minor little things get you, it’s material and you’re gonna get a warm and delicious coffee, put a Beach House album and forget about it. And I did. And I had an awesome day.
