And then have it jinxed so bad it's not even salvagable. The sky opens up and pours (and you washed your hair today, dammit), the day turns dour and that perfect balance is ruined.
And happiness? It's like a bubble that you keep trying to catch or even just touch. But it either flits further away, or bursts into nothingness the minute you are close.
4 comments:
if today was perfect i wouldnt want tomorrow..
i love rain, whether i'd washed my hair or if my passport were flushed into the gutters by it! :D
Perfect is relative, relative to people and relative to each day..
I do too, but practically I would never let it ruin my passport, hair maybe yes, but passport, no way..
well.. i was saying that to make you say that "hair maybe yes".. :-) worked!
now, you've set your priorities right.. :P so, stop worrying about the hair and enjoy the rain.. :-)
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