girldetective

Ive lost my internet unless Im outside accessing the city-wide service. The snow is falling around me, the wind is blowing, and the river looks wicked. Its cold, and clean. The weather feels alive, and takes me with it.

I wonder why it is that after hearing a million cajillion nice things about oneself from one person, why it is that just one mean thing, even unintentionally said perhaps, can devastate one and change that relationship forever. How can one thing said in haste or despair or anger or grief negate or cancel out all the other good things said over months or years or decades?

This is what Im thinking about on this snow day, still at work so to speak gettin a clue. Ill check back later.

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As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons...be cheerful; strive for happiness - Desiderata