Today is not a fun Carlos story. Sorry.
I am generally an optimistic person, but every so often—and by that, I mean maybe twice a year—I get down; I get what I call The Blahs. There’s no explanation; no one did anything; it’s just blah.
Yesterday was blah, and as such, I was extremely quiet. And after breakfast, I took a four-hour nap. Carlos asks if I’m okay, and all I can say is ‘Fine.’
Fine. Fine is blah. At dinner, I apologized for the blah-ness and he asked what was wrong, and I said, everything and nothing; it’s not working; it’s staying home; it’s the virus; it’s the rain. Everything. Nothing.
And he looked at me and said:
“Choose to change your mood.”
Sadly, you can’t change from Blah in a snap, you have to, like a virus sometimes, let it run its course.
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