2013/261 I Chose Joy

The day started off deceptively well. Shortly after I hit Orange County, the cloud cover came. It should have been a sign to turn around. By the time I drove away from work, my pity party was in full swing.

I walked in the door in defeat, wanting nothing more than a good, long cry and a long nap. On the counter was an unexpected package. My Hipstaprints came more than two days before I thought they would. Still, I wasn't ready to let go of my blues.

Until I went outside, camera in hand. A few snaps of my camera later, I realized, I wasn't at work anymore. I could chose to continue to wallow in self-pity or find joy in the little things around me.

I chose joy.