So I bundle up because it’s cold like you don’t even know here. Half way to the bus stop I see the bus run by. I slow down my pace because it will take about 10 minutes for the next one. Can you believe I get to the stop and there’s another bus waiting for the green light? This is how I know I’m about to have a pretty decent day. Or at least my faintly optimistic self hopes.
Now I’m here, sitting in the bus, waiting to arrive to my destination and feeling like a neon sign with this bright ass bag. I just know I’m getting looks.
Stay positive lovelies. I know that’s an ironic request coming from me, but even sad people need to look forward to that faint light at the end of the tunnel. Keep your eyes and your heart wide open.
Truly yours, Jona Constantine.