Sometimes, I enjoy reflections more than reality. Memories of good times with friends and family, laughter over silly moments, and seeing the wonders at the Nature Center. Sometimes the memories are where I’d rather be when I’m working on a project I don’t care for, I have to hang up the laundry, or a loved one passes on from this earth.
And yet, without reality, there are no reflections to enjoy.
Humor Happens 