I opened my eyes this morning to a slightly dark room. My eyes are used to the darkness now. I stared straight ahead at my motionless fan blades. There is hardly any power supply in the mornings, yet I stand up with a smile on my face and head out. That has been my attitude towards that.
I head out to enter the rusty yellow bus that conveys me to my destination and I really do not mind the loud and annoying voice of the conductor or the fact that I am squeezed in between two fat ladies. I just smile and I wait till I get off. That has been my attitude to that too.
And when finally I get to my destination and I am met with a myriad of hostilities and unfriendly faces, I just smile again, do what I need do and head out to my yellow bus….. Again, That is my attitude.
My attitude is who I am. My attitude is the person that you meet when you say you meet me.
When I have nothing left, if I have nothing left, all you would see is my little self and my big big attitude.