There is something satisfying about acquiring a certain degree of self-possession. Not so much as to become robotic or lacking in spontaneity, but enough to be able to smile when one wants to, despite bashfulness, fatigue, or frustration. I feel better when I can smile at someone, whether it is a trying customer or a handsome stranger.
If they would hurry up and finish drilling o the elevator and stop making that god awful noise it would make me very happy. That happens in about 3-4 days from Monday. Oi.....
seeing an old friend and catching up with them, and being nostalgic together. that makes me smile. thinking of all the funny and sad and stengthening times that you shared together. a special moment between friends. :DDD