merry Friyay

Another Friday to end the week with a kinda day that almost took my life… mehn, today was wild.

But then again, nah, today was terrific. The laughter, the smiles, the shared moments and all were even more than the down moments. But then again, the brain tends to remember the gory details because we don’t let them go easily.

I can count over 7 things that made my day great and made me happy, however I can’t count more than 2 things that ruined my day.
I lost an important possession, and one little thing didn’t go as planned.

Funny enough, those two small things almost overshadowed everything beautiful that happened today.

That’s how the brain works sometimes. It takes one tiny bad moment and stretches it till it feels like the whole day was a mess.
It zooms in on pain and blurs out everything else, It replays the wrong and fast forwards the right.

It’s called negativity bias, the tendency of our mind to cling to the bad stronger than the good.

Even when happiness showed up plenty, one inconvenience tried to steal the spotlight.

But I’m learning. Learning to pause and ask myself, “Was today really bad… or did something bad just happen today?”

Because a bad moment does not equal a bad day.

Dearest reader, even know it was a bad day, remember that it's just a bad day not a bad life.
Yes, I lost something important.
Yes, it hurt.

But I also laughed.
I smiled.
I felt loved.
I enjoyed moments that money can’t buy.

And those things matter too.

Dearest reader, don’t let one tiny storm convince you that your whole sky is dark. Count your joys intentionally, hold on to the good tighter.

Some days aren’t terrible, they’re just tested.

And today, despite it all, was still a good day.

@favvy_Okwansđź–¤.

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