You ever had one of those days where you wake up, and you have figured out the world. You have made a plan. You have organized your life and you finally know where you are going. You get dressed, wearing your favorite shirt and your most comfy jeans and you head out for a bright new day. The sun is shining, there’s a smile on your face and a spring in your step. You are ready to take the world by storm.

You walk down the street. “Hello!” you say, with a smile and a wave. And people wave back, some even smile. “Good morning to you” you say with a grin, and you mean it to, for today is the first day of the rest of your life, and nothing can keep you down.

You turn the corner and trip on the curve. “Ha!” you say, with a triumphant smile “I didn’t fall. In fact, it hardly slowed me down at all.” You bustle on your way, cheery and with glee. For today you have taken control of your life. And nothing can get in your way.

You get to the corner, and wait for bus. A few clouds roll in, and the gets covered up. But that doesn’t stop you, no siree bob. Because you’ve got that sunshine inside of your head, and nothing can take them away. Things will work out, dispite all the stress. Because you’ve taken control of your life.

As you wait for the bus, a few raindrops fall. “No problem,” you think, grin still alit. “I can duck under the awning, and wait the rain out.” Because rain sometimes falls, and storms sometimes come, and everything is dark and grey. But you’ve got a plan, and things will go right, and that’s all you need today.

The bus soon appears, and you wave your hand. But it passes you by, waving “catch the next one.” Sighing, you put that grin back on your face. “I’ll be a little late, but that’s ok. My day is still happy, and I’ll get there at some point.” You head back to your awning, but it’s all full of folks. “That’s ok too, the rain will stop soon.”

Another bus appears, and you head to the curb. Arm out waving, the bus starts to turn. Right into a puddle, right next to you. A wave of mud, rain and who knows what splashes all over you. You look down at the mud, you look up at the rain. You look at the clouds, and the soggy wet street. You are not in control. You do not own this day. Your step is not springy, your smile is not glowing. You are cold, you are wet, and your plan washed away. You probably should just pack it in for the day.

But from deep down inside, there is a little tickle. That grows and grows and soon it’s a giggle. A chuckle, a snicker and soon it’s a laugh. A great big full bellied boisterous laugh. Because you’ve conquered this day. It can’t get you down. So what if your plans have been turned all around. You’re young and alive. You can dance you can sing. You have no worldly idea what the future will bring.

Some days really rot, no matter what you do. Some days you feel lower then a big piece of poo. But tomorrow will come, and you’ll start again. And who knows, maybe this time things will work out in the end. But you gotta laugh at yourself, even if you get dirty. Cuz at the end of your life, when you’re on your way out, you can look back and say “I may not have done everything on my list. But I laughed, and I sang and I grinned the whole time. And in the end, it was worth it.”