I'd probably call myself an optimist, but I have a way of being a humourous pessimist.
Today I was feeling optimistic.
I have this shirt, I've had it a few years and I thought it's ship had sailed and it would no longer fit.
Nope, fits better than ever before.
Made me happy. Just like that cider did.
I'm drinking lots of the stuff lately, getting myself ready for my venture to the West Country.
On the optimistic note. I always look at the rota hoping to see numerous "OFF"s. I looked at next weeks, and when my hopes were low I was rewarded with seeing a three day week.
I'm so fucking happy! Just three days in the worse place in my world.
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