Joy In A Juice Box

Ok so today I got up feeling rotten. After waking from yet another nightmare, I actually turned my alarm off before it went off. My mind ran from one negative thought after another, and after about a half hour my snagged nail almost brought me to tears, ridiculous! I did find pleasure watching my Adam sleep, he was so handsome so peaceful. Trudging to the office I was tired, cranky, and did not notice any smiles on any New Yorkers’ faces. Funny how when you are in a good mood you see puppies, children laughing, and people smiling, but this morning I was the opposite. By lunch I was thinking how yucky I felt, even started loosing my voice. Was I really sick or did my daft thoughts cause it? In any case, I needed to retreat from the emails and administrative duties of work. At 12:30 pm I headed off to lunch. In an attempt to get my spirits up I went to burgers and cupcakes. Well I ended up with the best turkey burger ever and a really fab cupcake, yum. I ate all of this at the Starbucks in my building where I also obtained an iced tea and an apple juice, juice box. After my meal I looked around and realized I had not appreciated anything really all day until that moment. I said to myself I am going to find something to enjoy, I looked up at the cookie cutter paintings on the Starbucks wall and enjoyed the color, and then I look to the right and on a chalkboard was written, in big letters, enjoy the day.