What a difference a week and a half makes. If there's one thing I know about life, it's that it just keeps on happening. The good, the bad, the sublime and the mundane. Life.
Today I was at a training on the university campus and saw a girl in a t-shirt like this one and it just made me smile -->
The thing is, shit happens. I try not to swear on here, but really that's all there is to say about that. Shit happens.
But so does beauty. And happiness. And miracles. Primroses on the patio and bubble baths. Jeans that are too loose. Matching smiles and hour long hugs. And chocolate. And there is just always going to be enough awesome to make up for the other stuff.