I was having a bad day, it's true. So much weighing on my mind and I didn't want to deal with any of it. Taking the fun out of anything and everything around me, was the only thing that brought me a drop of pleasure. Strangely, sad pleasure.
So I took myself out for a short, urban nature walk and stumbled upon this guy.
Even though he's a weed coming out of a crack in a rock wall, he still has stars in his fur. Reaching for the sun without complaining, he sways along in the breeze.
I smiled in spite of myself and started looking for the stars in my fur.