A grey day from above but down here I see moments of blue. Patches of happiness and warmth breaking through the cold. warmth on a cold day, what more could one ask for…

do you ever look around and marvel at it all? or do you mope about and complain? both choices are yours each day, or are they? It seems there are other factors that play into it, where we tend to feel a certain way regardless of the card we get dealt. A sort of fatalistic, it is what it is, happy and sad pulling us in certain directions. Are we happy with what we have or not. Do we like where we wake up, where we are. what we have? And can this happiness be willed?

when i use to wake up hungover on a sunny day i would get a bit sad. I liked to wake up feeling bad when the weather emulated it. it should be grey and raining when i am hungover. the same if I came across happy, energy-filled bright-eyed folks when I was feeling melancholy. I would feel angry at them. but when im happy i dot not want to be with the sad. I want to help the sick but only if im feeling well. i am often amazed how everything seems to come down to balance over and over again.