Are you having a bad day today? I sure was when I wrote this post. Bad days are not all bad. Bad days give me clarity. Bad days make me appreciate good days. Bad days are not easy but they teach us that easy is not euphoric. This is for all the Miss So Easy’s. We all know a Miss So Easy. She doesn’t know earned euphoria because that’s not easy!
Miss It’s So Easy never meets Euphoria
You know “the type”. Everything is so easy for Miss It’s So Easy. Nothing is a big deal. I am convinced that some sail through life. That may be. It must be nice. No wonder why she’s so nice. You know what? Toilets are nice too.
I feel sad for those who do not experience life’s toosh whooping’s. I am a sweaty mass of anxiety. I was born behind the 8 Ball. The one who didn’t get the memo. Is that you too?
Yup. That’s me. Starting in grade school I was only girl with crusted glue on her hands in art class. The girl with sloppy handwriting. I can’t do splits or cartwheels either. I missed the boat on the right activities. The right trends. I am the girl without a place. I float. I don’t fit in. I could write a book about falling on my face. Is that you too?
Every now and then a victory comes my way. A victory I worked hard to achieve (unlike Miss It’s So Easy). Euphoria sets in. I am grateful I often trip over my own feet. The taste of success is fleeting and sweet. Miss It’s So Easy’s taste buds are dulled, I’m sure. Euphoria tastes better than chocolate or wine. Do you enjoy the taste of euphoria too?
I am grateful for that euphoric amuse bush. Maybe I will taste it again one day. It’s worth falling on my face and nibbling on dirt for a while. Is that you too?
Don’t worry Miss It’s So Easy. I won’t trip you.