Musings of a Timid observer

Laughing hard on Sunday coz Fuck Mondays O ne of my best friends routinely chastises me for being 'too positive.' " Cut that shit out , Joel. You don't have to put a positive spin on everything dude!" she says over and over. And I think she does have a point. Though of course in writing this, I realize I'm doing that thing where you take a positive or valued trait and try and dress it up as a weakness. I do agree, but I figure, all things considered, that's not such a bad thing. This past year has been a pretty shitty one. It was a year in which people passed away at an alarming rate. Not as statistics in some new story, but living moving people that I knew. that made me laugh, and wore glasses and ordered their food in a particular way. They are no more. Many people in my social circles started to wear the stress of life on their faces. Where once was a hopeful expectation of who we were to become and accomplish, there now inhabits a fearful almo