Camera pans in, you see a sad/lonely yet beautiful woman at a cashier’s counter.
“From Crappy To Happy,” a novel she holds, the title listed at the top with the picture of a fat little pig.
“You know we have a whole divorce section downstairs,” the cashier recalls.
A glance to the wallet below and pulling out credit, the sad/lonely woman fidgeting.
Since when did we let others determine the quality of our own happiness? Let this be a message to you…disregard extreme negativity, the type that makes your head twitch slightly, the ding in your head, as if a bell were lit and beveled footprints dug in the ground.
I like it better when you grin and bear. The truth gives light to your one hundred percent previous thought and ongoing pattern.
Images won’t cease and move forward until thus spoken.
Into darkness now the camera panning out.
(my added interpretation to a scene found in the Eat Pray Love movie)