“Wonderful day isn’t it”
“Yeah I’m sure it is”
“What a great day. How you this fine morning”
Terrific (with a feigned smile.) He bought it.
I’m sure it’s a beautiful day. Sun is singing, the birds smell nice and the flowers are shining. Or maybe I got that backwards. I don’t really care.
But maybe it’s a beautiful day after all. Maybe those “great morning people” are not crazy afterall. Maybe I’m just missing something. I dont know what it is but I can tell you it’s not the sun or its singing.