Nulla dies sine linea. Four sentences every day. About whatever happened that day. Most of it's even true. Written by Scott Lee Williams
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Work it Out
"Well, you're in a good mood," my co-worker says after catching me singing at the water-cooler.
"Well, I had a fight with my wife this morning," I say with a smile, and then, seeing her look of incredulity, "oh, but we worked it out! The thing is, when you feel that bad, and then it finally gets sorted out, you feel incredible."