Labels: Jesse , living best life , note to self , quotes
This morning, the sun was out and bright. I like that because it meant I could wear my big sunglasses and so therefore hide my face. Yes, that's how big my sunglasses are. Walking on the street, some guy was walking towards me with a big smile, so I was smiling too. He looks Japanese.
Some guy: Miyako?
Me: I'm sorry.
Some guy: Miyako?
Me: I'm sorry.
Some guy, who is about 5'11 ft tall is now motioning his head trying to look underneath my big sunglasses to see my face as if thinking, "I know you. Why are you hiding underneath this big sunglasses? Let me see your face."
Ahh the disappointment when I took off my sunglasses. Smiling, he said, "I'm sorry, I thought you were my friend." So we parted ways.
Walking back, I thought to myself, "Why do we stop at moments like this in gaining new friends? Or even just an acquaintance?"
Next time I have my sunglasses on and someone mistakes me for someone else, it will be a different story. I'm thinking it will go like this:
Some person: Miyako?
Me: I'm sorry, I'm not Miyako.
Some person: Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were my friend.
Me: Oh don't be. I'm January. Nice to meet you.
Some person: Oh nice to meet you too. (He or she will probably say his/her true name or not and would probably think I am weird or just plain nice)
Either way, the story will end like this: We will be shaking hands and say, "Well, have a good day!" as we wave each other good bye.
Some guy: Miyako?
Me: I'm sorry.
Some guy: Miyako?
Me: I'm sorry.
Some guy, who is about 5'11 ft tall is now motioning his head trying to look underneath my big sunglasses to see my face as if thinking, "I know you. Why are you hiding underneath this big sunglasses? Let me see your face."
Ahh the disappointment when I took off my sunglasses. Smiling, he said, "I'm sorry, I thought you were my friend." So we parted ways.
Walking back, I thought to myself, "Why do we stop at moments like this in gaining new friends? Or even just an acquaintance?"
Next time I have my sunglasses on and someone mistakes me for someone else, it will be a different story. I'm thinking it will go like this:
Some person: Miyako?
Me: I'm sorry, I'm not Miyako.
Some person: Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were my friend.
Me: Oh don't be. I'm January. Nice to meet you.
Some person: Oh nice to meet you too. (He or she will probably say his/her true name or not and would probably think I am weird or just plain nice)
Either way, the story will end like this: We will be shaking hands and say, "Well, have a good day!" as we wave each other good bye.
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Labels: anniversary , husband , living best life , love , marriage , relationship

http://www.oliverray.ca/man_writing_painting.htm
If I was married to a writer, I would be showered with letters of love and poetry. I would be made as an inspiration to one of his characters in his novels; he would write songs for me, songs about me. He would write a book and dedicated it to me.
My darling husband, my lover, my best friend.
After all these years, being with you feels like waking up to a brand new day,
as if all of our days were just yesterday.
Your love for me is what keeps me through my bad days,
puts a smile on my lips, brings laughter and joy in my heart.
I am at my best for your love for me is profound.
Happy 11 years to us and a lifetime more.
-litlmscaffeine-
After all these years, being with you feels like waking up to a brand new day,
as if all of our days were just yesterday.
Your love for me is what keeps me through my bad days,
puts a smile on my lips, brings laughter and joy in my heart.
I am at my best for your love for me is profound.
Happy 11 years to us and a lifetime more.
-litlmscaffeine-
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Labels: courage , faith , living best life , note to self , quotes , The Company Men
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