Just for today, I’m going to give myself a reprieve for the mistakes I’ve made, typos in my tweets, stupid things I’ve said, perfect things I didn’t say, 7th grade bangs, other lapses in judgment, and toothpaste on my shirt. Lay down the things you carry with me? Chin up.
Just for today, I will be mindful of who and what I let in. Good energy only, please. Leave the snark at the door. Kindness is the price of admission. (Treats are nice, too.) Shields up, chin up.
Just for today, I will suspend my disbelief. Anything is possible. All intentions are good. The world is a soft cushion. There’s room for third chances. Believing makes it so, right? Chin up.
Just for today, I will try on curiosity. Ask more questions. Ask better questions. Wonder why instead of what now. More "hmm"s, less "okay, so"s. It's only one day; what could happen? Chin up.
Saturday is for sunshine, possibilities, doughnuts, late starts, car shows, daydreams, campfires, and romance novels. Stretch it out. Linger. It’ll end, but we can pretend it won’t. Chin up.