Live sunny-side up

I needed a change. Drastic change.

The only thing that needed to change was how I looked at things. So, for about a week now, when asked, I've replied I'm having a 'sunny-side up' kind of day.

In my mind, I'm a big ole fun, bright yellow egg yoke, smiling up at the world — in a sea of white, perfectly round protection. (stay with me, it gets better)

So, today, someone poked a fork in my big ole happy egg yolk, broke my smile and beat the crap out of it. (I told you)

I fretted for a bit, then slowly scooped as much of the yolk back into a pile in the middle of my egg, and went on with my day.

Sure, it's a little sloppy.

Life gets messy, after all.

Here’s to living life sunny-side up. (Because you needed this as much as I did.)