Some days are sludgy, grey and matt. Even the sunny ones. Sometimes (for me) the sunny ones are hardest!
Some people make me feel dead inside. Some make me turn into the toddler who is bored and starts picking at the wallpaper.
Some news reports make me curl up like a leaf starved of water.
Some emails leave me devoid of response. Like being fully dressed in your glad rags only to be doused in a gallon of cold water.
And that is where the little yellow socks come in. I have two pairs. They hold so much vibrancy, determination, and passion that nothing can bring me down. I save them for the days I know I need something extra. They are the tool nobody knew about until I confessed it here and now. Maybe you too will invest in some stark-yellow socks. And when we see each other out in public we’ll nod the nod of connection and smile gently.
The room above the garage
A Moodscope member.
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