I had been working up the “courage” to go outside to soak up some sun and go for a walk. It was definitely for the better – an Optimists told me so herself.
As I walked, I kept on thinking about what makes me feel like this; why do I feel all alone when I’ve got such good friends and such awesome readers that helps me look at the positive in life?
My smile was upside down, even as I kept reminding myself of all the love I receive daily. That was until I saw him.
You could tell he was happy deep within himself. The cold weather made me shake a little; it had been raining all night and the roads were paved in puddles. He looked at one and without thinking jumped right in, splashing water everywhere.
As I walked by, he didn’t stop. He looked so happy.
I started humming “Bye, Bye Blackbird” while jumping in the puddle next to him with a HUGE smile on my face.
I think I’ve run into a brick wall. My mood is low and I seem to have trouble looking on the bright side of life. The ideas and happiness seems to have left me.
I’ve tried all the things that would normally get me into a better mood, but without any success.
Reading causes me to fall asleep. Which also happens to be the reason why I hate hardcover books. They hurt.
Funny movies and awesome sitcoms don’t seem to affect me.
Drawing, which I love with all my heart, doesn’t make me smile as much as it used to.
(My drawing of an original painting by Павел Безруков for my cousin’s thesis on old men and football)
I even tried singing and dancing – something that ALWAYS works for me. These days it only seems to be working just for the moment. Which is better than nothing.
This is the only way of smiling I can do these days.
It could be the fact that I’ve been ill for the past month. Or that I have a shitload of oral exams this month that causes me to freak. But dear Optimists, what do you do when you hit rock bottom? What makes you smile?
Christmas is around the corner, in case you haven’t noticed. For me, as a Dane, Christmas is tomorrow evening. We spend the evening eating duck, goose, turkey and/or pork loin (which is horrible!), dancing around the Christmas tree while caroling, and opening presents.
I stopped celebrating Christmas during my teens, but it’s starting to grow on me again. This year I’m celebrating with the boyfriend, my parents-in-law and my Mum. I even bought a dress:
For dessert we will have a traditional Danish rice pudding with almonds and cherry sauce on top. The almonds are chopped, but we leave one whole almond in the pudding. Whoever gets the almond will receive a prize! I can’t wait!
Even though I really don’t fancy this dessert, I eat until I burst.
The following days will most likely be spend with family where we eat some more.
I’m curious: How are you going to celebrate Christmas? Do you have any special traditions?
It’s a very special day for Dear Optimists! This is our 100th post!
We’d like to take a moment to thank every single reader, commenter, guest poster and optimist out there who are taking a part of this joyful ride. We are truly grateful, and we love you to bits!
With that being said, we’d like to have another contest! YOU have the opportunity to win an original drawing with a handwritten short story! All you have to do is to comment on this post and you’re in! We’re gonna pick the winner on Saturday!
And on with today’s story:
It was one of those very dark evenings. I had been at a friend’s across town all night . After I got up on my bike I noticed that my lights weren’t working.
I considered to keep on riding, but I wouldn’t risk it. Not to make sure I wouldn’t end up in an accident, sadly, but because it’s illegal to ride your bike without lights at night in Denmark. 550 dkk is a lot of money!
I plugged in my music to keep me company for the next 40 minutes of walking when suddenly my favourite song by Adele started playing. Coincidence? I think not.
It didn’t take me long to realise what a perfect moment this was. It was late, not a lot of people were roaming the street, I was in a good mood. So I started singing…
… as if my life was depending on it.
I’m not a good singer, but it sure as hell doesn’t keep me from doing one of the things I enjoy the most. Next time you’re out strolling, riding your bike or just in your car, sing along to your favourite song. Even if it’s just under your breath.
Believe me, it’ll change you.