The last couple of weeks have been kind of tough. I suddenly feel like the world is a scary place and I find myself constantly terrified without knowing how to fight that fear.
I´ve been trying to do a mental effort to stop this situation but sometimes it´s just difficult and not having your family around during bad times makes things even harder...
...but then I remembered what my good old friend Maria does when she is feeling sad: she simply remembers her favorite things and then she doesn´t feel so bad! And I thought I could do that too, I also have favorite things, don´t I!?
I guess when the world doesn´t look like the perfect place we want it to be, we just have to remember the things we have in it that make it ALMOST PERFECT.
- We have babies. Chubby babies, smiley babies, babies with just two tinny teeth, babies with cute names, babies with funny hair, babies with no hair, babies with their amazing baby-after-the-bath smell... You get it: babies!
- We have Ben&Jerry´s ice cream (specially eaten with a big spoon straight from the big cup in the company of a non judgemental friend).
- We have Youtube, and youtubers, and tutorials, and prank videos, and fall videos, and fail videos, and proposal videos, and music covers videos, and summary videos of every talk show in America.
- We have movie trailers and the feeling that every one of those films is gonna be amazing - when in reality not even half of them are...
- We have friends all around the world and friends from all around the world.
- We have accents. Funny accents, annoying accents, sexy accents, Spanish accent (oh sorry, I already said sexy!).
- We have half sweet and half salty popcorn.
- We have empty movie theatres at lunch time.
- We have airplane food.
- We have One Direction. I mean, that should be enough.
- We have Harry Styles, because he deserves his very own line.
- We have bad telly, reality telly, real housewives telly, Kardashians telly.
- We have the Rocky Horror Show.
- We have the Radio 1 Breakfast show and being an eternal teenager.
- We have fangirling.
- We have home made cookies.
- We have weekend trips.
- We have 'finding the boy you fancy' on the internet.
- We have it girls.
- We have designer clothes and being broke because of them (broke but fabulous).
- We have internet friends, plane friends, gym friends, friends through work, friends your mum set you up with. We have best friends.
- We have fancy dress parties.
- We have discounts, and freebies, and sample sales.
- We have crushes (maybe even several during just one day...).
- We have friends´ weddings.
- We have Primrose Hill.
- We have New York.
- We have advent calendars.
- We have tattoos, and mums who cry for two days `cause you got 1cm2 ink on your wrist.
- We have New Beetles.
- We have sangria, and Estrella Galicia beer, and Camden beer, and piña colada, and even home made piña colada.
- We have Zumba.
- We have unicorns (yes, we do), and pet pigs, and bulldogs, and puppies in general.
- We have snow. And John Snow.
- We have dungarees.
- We have Instagram.
- We have concerts, specially the ones when you know all the lyrics and you feel like you really belong there.
- We have trampolines.
- We have unexpected emails, we have emails you receive ever few months and wait for them like you wait for Santa, we have drunken texts, we have grandmas´ texts.
- We have facetime and feeling like distance is no longer a problem.
- We have adult colouring books.
- We have The Sims.
- We have Harry Potter.
- We have rooftops.
- We have fashion shows.
- We have Summer holidays, we have Christmas holidays, we have the amazing feeling before any holiday.
- We have blogs, and tumblr, and twitter and just my favorite place in the world: the internet.
And tonight I realized we have the therapeutical value of listing some of your favorite things and thinking the world is actually a pretty good place after all.
May I ask now what are some of your favorite things?
Me parece una táctica perfecta, pero para tenerla en cuenta todos los días del año. Por mi parte ya sabes cual es el mayor motivo de felicidad: DORMIR LA SIESTA. Je, je.
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