A secret smile

Ah, the secret #smile, a pleasure reserved for those delightfully absurd moments alone. There I was, after spiritual teaching, feeling rather accomplished, when a nonsensical truth popped into existence. It was like realizing I spend half my life searching for my glasses, only to have them perched on my head the whole time. The same went for my outfit today – meticulously planned, only to crave the comfort and warmthn of my favorite sweater.
In these moments, a silent grin spreads across my face. It’s a self-deprecating chuckle, a knowing nod to the absurdity of it all. It’s a moment of quiet communion with the universe, a shared recognition of the nonsensical beauty of existence. In my smile, there’s a touch of amusement, a hint of bewilderment, and a whole lot of “Yep, that’s just how things go around here.”

What is your opinion?