Flowers for J

One of the things that I learned, over so many years of dealing with elusive dreams, is this: you need to celebrate when your dreams become realities for other people. Why? I don't know. It just feels so much better compared to moping and sulking... Way better than being jealous.

So when I got invited to J's show, I got her a bouquet of roses. Aside from the fact that I'm happy about J conquering her fear of singing/acting in front of an audience, I gave her flowers because it's how I've imagined the scene in my head (with me as the recipient of course!) - countless number of times. I know it will make her smile.

I may not have gone through any theater workshop, I may not have performed on stage... but someone I know just did. I got first-hand accounts of bliss. That's enough reason to be happy.