Choose To Dress Happy
I wear what makes me smile Puts a swing in my strut As I get older, I realise I tend to be far more apologetic than I used to be. What on earth do I mean, you ask? Well, I often find myself guilty of being somewhat tremulous in the way I approach life and others, particularly those with whom I’m not so well acquainted. As though I’m apologising for existing, even. I realise how at odds that sounds with the way I’m perceived. How I look. How I dress. I also realise how idiotic I am to even remotely feel that way and that it’s utterly unfounded. But then again, most concerns and fears veer on the side of irrational, and clearly, mine is no different. So I sat me down and gave myself a pep talk. I shall spare you the details but suffice to say, I emerged victorious. Ha. But I do want to spend a little time talking about those things which matter. Things which happen to all of us …