Meet Punky Penny. She met an untimely end. Discovered on one cold winter morning. CSI is (not) on the scene. During her life, it would appear that she was a hooker, and I’m sure she brought joy to some (as I am lead to believe that hookers do), but it is in her demise that she imparts so many important and easily forgotten lessons to all of us.
Life lesson for the day? Things could always be worse. Instead of sitting in your warm home, office, or coffee shop reading this, you could be face down on a strange tiled floor in your faux snake-skin knee-high pink platform boots, topless, bra-less, stripped of your jewelry and dignity. Your bright purple hair piled high on your head, disheveled and looking more like a vacation home for rats than that just-shagged-senseless tousled look we are so programmed to be striving for. Unloved and forgotten. Walked passed and step on. (And I think even the cat took a swot at her when she sashayed past her. So cranky).
So be thankful for the blessings in the your life. And your shirt. Always be thankful for that shirt on your back and the sun on your face.
That is all. Now go and have a great day. And if things start looking grim, just tell yourself, ” Self, at least I’m not laying face down half-naked being swotted at by a cat, like that Penny chick. Today is a GOOD day.”