I am not sure how it happened or perhaps it has been like this all along but I can’t help but think of myself as a positive person. It’s really funny. I don’t remember being positive my whole life. I’ve always had dreams. I was never an asshole, but I don’t think I’ve ever had this kind of drive or outlook on all the things going on in my life and the world around me.

Take my car for instance. It was really tough dealing with a truck backing into me at a parking lot, while I was heading to my first ever trade show. It sucked the wind out of me and tired me out but I stayed positive. I told myself that it is life asking me how much I want something and that everything would work out well and it has.

I am in the midst of looking for a replacement for my dad’s trusty Hyundai, but I can’t believe how positive that experience truly is. 

I faced down the facts and realized that my ten year old car isn’t worth much. It was full rust and if I may be perfectly honest it smelled ripe on a relatively hot, humid, sticky day.  I don’t think it would have fetched much as a trade in and very likely  would have simply broken down on me sooner than later.

But that accident proved to be profitable. I have a substantial amount of money to put down on my next car. For all the talk about insurance companies, mine wrote me a generous cheque and has treated me with much respect. I guess you get what you pay for in life.

But I don’t want to think about cars, although that is the most immediate thing on my mind. I want to speak briefly about being positive because we never know what one of our actions leads to. We don’t really know what’s around the corner or what this or that will bring us.

It’s scary to think that we could give up a day too soon, a moment too early and that if we just kept going. If we woke up and did a little something, no matter how insignificant and unnoticed, that perhaps we would get to live inside our dreams.

I hope people notice I’m positive too. I hope they catch some of that amazing feeling themselves. I can no longer remember who I used to be but I love being who I am. I cannot wait what is next in my life and I am far more careful in city parking lots.


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