Okay, normally I wouldn’t want to use a picture of a mouse, I’m female (although I am sure there are some females who don’t feel this way) and can’t stand the things. However, it has a look on its face that amuses me. It’s like he’s pondering whether to be a happy mouse, or a sad mouse.
Isn’t that what we do each day, (unconsciously maybe) decide to be happy or sad? Think about it, when you wake up, are you excited to welcome this new day you’ve been given? Or do you wish you didn’t have to get out of bed? Don’t won’t to face the day. How does that work for you? Do you find yourself dragging through the day or are you enjoying your day?
Think about it, how was it when you woke up this morning?