Smile

Those of you who know me know that my proclivity for smiling, well simply doesn't exist. Now I might of smiled more when I was a youngter but these days I smile, truly smile from unabashed joy, quite rarely. Yet I find myself in an office working the front desk which means I'm the first face many people see when they enter the office, yes I can't help but smirk a bit from the irony of that statement, and as such I need to be upbeat and happy. Now most of you then see me when I return to Queens after a long day of smiling and nodding and wonder why I look so exhausted and like I'm about to "die" or "faint" Well you see I think it has to do with this act I have to do all day, not that I'm by nature an unhappy person, rather I like to keep my moods to myself I think I need to work on being pleasant and not smiley because this smiley thing is absolutely tiring.