Sometimes, I feel really sad. I mean, really sad. Often because I get frustrated about things I am not able to control.
Today, things that have happened over the last couple of days cropped up in my brain and started percolating. Coupled with the realization that my "I love being a homebody" attitude is becoming something of a hindrance and now I just feel crappy.
So I went to get a cup of coffee.
Nothing fancy, just coffee and some half-and-half, but it really has done wonders to improve my mood. Even though there's coffee here at the office, I think it makes it a bit more special to go and have someone make it for you. It gives me a reason to pause, smile and remind myself that sometimes things are out of my hands for a reason.
And then I smile because I realize I have bigger (read: better) things to care about.
Seems a little cryptic, I know, but I just wanted to say . . . I love coffee moments.