The Wave

I had a rough night last night. The strip has changed within a few weeks I was gone.

I grabbed a coffee at Starbucks this morning and started writing in my journal.

There was a little baby looking at me over her moms shoulder. I waved at her.

She tried to wave back but she didn’t know how to wave. Lol. It was a sideways movement of the whole arm. It was so funny and innocent.

My frustration of last night melted away with a laugh.