Are we brainwashed to believe that a good day begins or could be noticed in the morning? For me personally I would consider it just a saying that actually has minimal to no truth in it at all. Normally I would say they are empty and used to just make a sentence. While this are my views they are not baseless.
January the 25,It had dawned so well, with the sun rays graciously probing through my window panes from its bay so slowly. As if they were rainbow flames they landed on my eyes and gave my room a decor. The birds were chapping and enchanting my name in a beautiful melody that had attracted my ears and drawn my attention to the day ahead of me .I hurriedly swung from beneath my warm cozy blanket as was my norm, little did I know my happiness was about to be short lived.
From my bathroom ,after a careful and desired morning look of myself in the mirror, I proceeded to put on my finest couture of clothes and jewelry. All through it seemed happiness had enveloped my entire mood.
I had resorted to go to the market to get myself some groceries. I made a very amateur hop to the car ,something I was very fond of doing. But today was different, I tangled and fell so mercilessly on the dusty ground ,I calmly collected myself and hustled down to the grocery store. This is where it gets more interesting .After I had carefully picked the goods of my choice and calculated my expected bill ,I walked down towards the cashier to bill out. He looked at me fierce, demented anger and decided that my goods were worth 250 without looking at their prices against the machine. I froze for five minutes, After which I saw his hands move towards me in a motion that signaled I needed to pay the bill or step aside.
I gathered courage to question him, but sir, my bill is 150.He gave me a side wicked smiled that meant he wasn't in for a joke and would take nothing less. I stood there confused as I anticipated an answer ,by this time he was getting agitated with me and anger was written all over his Storch face. Finally I decide to not buy anything at all at this point, out of the blues he decides to give me a discount but I still turn him down anyway.
Did my falling down signal a bad day? Am I just overthinking or a bad day too can be seen in the morning? I still remain with a series of thoughts.
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