I woke up today feeling slightly unhappy.

I couldn’t even explain why. Maybe I had picked up the morning mood from a parallel universe version of myself. Nothing felt aligned. My emotions were unsteady, easily shaken. I just wanted an outlet.

So I went out shopping. Unfortunately, it didn’t help. The mood didn’t lift. The restlessness didn’t dissolve.

And then I saw a sentence that made me pause. It said: “If you bought something while you were unhappy and it didn’t make you happier, then you bought the wrong thing.”

I laughed out loud.

A single humorous sentence healed me more than the purchase did. It was suddenly obvious the item I bought was not what I actually needed.

Sometimes we think we want “things.” But what we really want is to be understood. To be held. Or simply to have someone receive that strange, unexplainable heaviness for us.

The sentence did not tell me to cheer up. It did not preach rational consumption. It simply said, calmly: It’s okay. Just choose better next time.

And somehow, that was enough. The unhappiness loosened its grip. Not dramatically. Just gently set down.



—— XC Scribbles · 壹佰壹拾伍 CXV 🛍️