Taking the trash out a few days ago while i was doing my best to ignore the lingering bad mood that kept trying to creep back into my brain like mold. I saw this and decided it was gonna be a great day. And guess what? It really was!
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.
I've posted about this once before and will post about it again, I'm sure. One of the things that I have noticed since getting letterboxed last year is how afraid people are to admit they like something. that new animated k-pop movie on netflix made me notice this again when three of the people that I have on there prefaced their reviews with a variant of "i consumed this ironically, but it was actually kind of good..."
...LAME... and a little bit pathetic to see tbh.
We really need to remember that you only live once. just fucking enjoy the stuff you like, and stop asking the world for permission and acceptance to do so! being so afraid of what others will think when you post a review under a kid's movie is more cringe than admitting you like a kid's movie.
