Yesterday morning, I felt dark and weary. I trudged to the coffee shop in a dour mood. My anal side was up and I noted traffic violations a bit as I walked, grousing to myself about them, grousing about myself and my anal nature to myself. I did notice it was hot, hotter than I expected. Most smoke was gone and the air was clearer but I didn't take much attention of my surroundings. 

I turned inside and thought about what I was writing. I wrote in my head for a while, preparing myself to write. My mood turned some.

Reaching the coffee shop, I joked with the barristas. But then the manager came out. Jennafay. Jennafay is usually bubbly. She took over making my drink, flirting with me as she did. She flirts with everyone. She is shameless. I love it. 

She informed me that it was National Joke Day. We made jokes about that. There are so many easy targets, so many quick zingers available. My spirits lifted more.

I went back to my table and set up my computer as I awaited my drink. Jennafay called it out after a few more minutes. I went up to get it. As she handed it to me, she said, "This drink is very special. I filled it with positive energy."

And you know what? My spirits and energy lifted after that.

Thank you, Jennafay.