Palfrey's life

There appears to be a pattern here. I did a post a while back on hugs, and now we have one on smiling. Well, at least in each case there's a good reason.

I'd had a fairly shit day. Feeling like crap all day, mysterious pain in the back of my right shoulder, didn't get even close to the amount of work done today that I would have liked to. Ever increasing lists of things I should do and things I want to do (which are getting looked at *far* more than the first list). Not good. I'd just been to a little Promood informal meeting thing, which despite it generally being a chance to relax, chat and have a beer had been becoming remarkably more serious. And I'm sitting there like a member of the living dead, barely able to focus on the topics to hand. So, as soon as a reasonable opportunity came, I split. I get on my bike, and start heading back. I'm feeling a bit better at this point, maybe because there's now a fast flow of air coming my way due to the fact that I'm probably riding a bit faster than I should, or maybe that's just causing a few endorphins somewhere. Whatever the reason, I'm starting to smile a bit, and I spot this random girl walking the other way. Just for a moment there, we catch each others eye, and she smiles back. I grin, and then it's passed (bike at speed and all that). Now, I've never seen her before, probably never will again, and she looked ok (to my rapid glance), but nothing particularly special. Yet, this left me feeling particularly happy for a good hour or two after that.

I'm not quite sure what's sadder: the fact that someone smiling at me was the high point of my day, or that I got that much pleasure out of something so small. However, the old phrase "smile and the world smiles with you" appears to be true. So, the moral of this lengty disatribe is simply to smile more. Especially if the person you're facing at the time looks like they could do with a pick-me-up. Doesn't cost you a darn thing.

That is all.