So the other day was shitty. I received some news that made me angry. News that really didn't have much to do with me and that didn't even need to touch my life...but I let it get in. And things felt dark.
"But this has nothing to do with you" the logical side of my brain would say. "Sure feels like it" the other side replied.
I spent the entire day there, in that dark. Ever do that? One stupid thing sets the tone for the entire day and you just can't shake it? Not only that, but being in a foul mood just seems to attract other crap to go wrong. On those days you stub your toe, spill the milk and lose your keys. And it really pisses you off. It just further confirms that the world is out to get you and everything you are doing with your life is totally stupid.
That same evening we were all outside just before bed, watering the garden. Our neighbors (a lovely couple who have been in the house since it was built in 1960) put on their vintage player piano (they collect the old rolls for it mostly 1930s music - swoon) and played the William Tell Overture and opened the windows for us to hear it since I told them earlier in the week that I love to hear their piano.
There I stood under the stars, listening to music with my beautiful, healthy family that I love, in my own backyard of a house that I own, watering an organic garden full of food that we'll enjoy together and...and...
What the fuck do I have to complain about anyway? I cried. And then I danced. Actually, we all did. The whole family dancing under the stars in the backyard to the ridiculously upbeat music. Seriously, how can you be in a foul mood and listen to that "horse race" song? It was one of those magical moments.
And I went to bed happy after all.