I'm having a sad day.
The kind of day that you know is dumb. The kind of sad that is not really truly sad. Just emo. Emo is lame.
Sad I'm not at Snap.
Sad Picnik is closing today.
Sad our guest room isn't filled with guests.
Sad because Shane is always sad lately.
Sad that since Shane is always sad, I can't catch up on anything.
Sad that I feel like I am doing just the bare minimum of everything.
Sad about the fact that Shane only wants me, yet sad that I'm sad about Shane only wanting me.
Mostly just sad because I'm sad.
So I'm thinking of making toffee crack for dinner.
Crafting my feelings away.
Listening to the a new CD Jason bought me, to cheer me up in my sadness.
I love that he knows just what I need.
So does Leslie who just sent this my way.
You can't be sad watching this.
You just can't.
Nor can you be sad when you think of the amazing outpouring of love shed on The Incubator Project.
I will gladly cry happy, sobbing, tears of gratitude when thinking of the little ones who will be comforted through all of you.
Much better than silly sad tears about dumb Picnik.
Caring for orphans > really anything else I can think of right now.
I have a reason to sing.