Fairytaleending - again.

It seems, that my life is a wonderful fairytale – no matter what happens. I can’t explain – there’s no once upon a time, no prince (yet) nor rescuing (come on, I can rescue myself) – but there’s definetly a very ongoing happy ending.I guess it’s because of my mom. She’s always the one ohming the mantra: It’s not about what happens, it’s about how you cope when it happens (or in Norwegian – det kommer ikke an på hvordan man hard€ et, men hvordan man tar det!).So even though it’s been a so-and-so-day; waking up with cold toes, listening to the morning news and thinking: - arrg why can’t people just be nice? Walking out of the apartment, down the five floors, and out on the pavement just to realize you’ve definitely picked the wrong shoes, you should have peed before you went and in the sunlight your hair really looks as greasy as it is. And then you go to the bookstore to buy curriculum and your card gets rejected. And then you realize you have no money for coffee either. A so-and-so-day it seems.But, then, you realize, out of the blue, life is like Millionaire – you can always call a friend.And I called and begged for coffee and a hug. It worked.So even though it’s been a so-and-so-day, at the end of the day, I summon it all up; the greasy hair, the wrong shoes and the rejected card – the smell of newly shampooed hair, the big cup of steaming tea beside me and the silly giggle I had over a cup of coffee earlier today. And yet again, it’s been a happy ending – with friends and coffee.