There are things in my life, which at the time struck me as a nuisance or annoyance, but in hindsight, cause me a great deal of joy and laughter.
Like this morning, for example. I usually wake up at six thirty and take our dog out to do her thing, but on Sunday I like to sleep in for an extra hour to catch up on lost sleep. My cell partner took care of the dog this morning, and just as soon as he brought her back into the cell and pulled her harness off, she sprinted to my bunk and planted all four feet on my chest. Startled, I sat straight up out of a dead sleep, thumping my head on the upper bunk and shouting in a frightened and defensive voice “what the hell is going on in here!”
I managed to escape without any lasting physical or psychological damage…except maybe to my pride.
And looking back at it now my celly and I can’t help but laugh at the whole thing.
It just goes to show that the little things that seem to bother us at the moment are just that–“little things”. As the saying goes, don’t sweat the little things, because in time they will be the very things that make you laugh.
Laughing at my pain.
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