It'd be nice to have a brain that didn't, five days out of seven, decide "Yeaahhhh you're going to feel crappy today for basically no reason at all." At least mix it up a little, make me inappropriately happy one day out of the week.
The secret ti ianppropriately happy is t smile even if you don't feel like it and singing on the street
I've made a habit out of it and now I'm the weird happy chick wherever I go. It's a nice feeling
