After Two Bad Days, Today is an Okay Day

I suppose it's best to start with a good day as there will be many, many bad days if I keep this up.

I'll start by explaining that I hate New York. It was a mistake to move here, and more days than not, I desperately wish I hadn't done it. Thankfully, my mom keeps reminding me that it was just too easy to get here for this not to be the right place for me - at least for this short period of time in my life. So, I can stick it out for two years and finish this degree I started. But, not for one second can I believe that I will stay here indefinitely and become a fan of this, "the greatest city in the world." How can so many people say that with a straight face?

So, why doesn't today suck? Really, it's the little things in life that make me happy. I got my Amazon deliveries far earlier than expected. Having something to read is a very good thing. I picked up my freshly cleaned 33 pounds of laundry. I love having my chores done for me, and at a very reasonable price, too. I bought a Snapple at the corner store in my neighborhood. It was only a dollar and they threw in a straw for free. No 7-11 I've ever been to sells a drink so cheap or offers you a straw when you pay. That made me happy. Plus, a dog was on the train into Manhattan with me. I think it was a young boxer. His head was sticking out the end of his little carrier, and he was doing that typical "I'm pathetic and cold, protect me from the world" shake that all dogs do when they want sympathy. He was also wearing a pink sweater or blanket, so perhaps he was a she. Regardless of gender, if a dog can be happy in this disgusting city, maybe I can too.

I'll ignore the knowledge I have of dogs snacking out of cat boxes so I can believe that rationalization.