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anyone else here besides me who loves fried chicken to the point that when I am asked about my day and it happened that that very the same day I was able to eat fried chicken, I narrate what happened with high energy and giddiness? 

Sometimes, bad days pile up and I'd grow restless and stressed for weeks or months that each day becomes too long and i just want it to be over. Even so, even with the tiredness and stress, the mere fact that I was able to savour a piece or two of fried chickens change the course of the day. I would think, "aha!! at least today, i have something i am happy about" or "today, at least i there was something good that happened!!" While a lot of you would tag this little happiness of mine as "mababaw," well that's one of the things that make me happy. You also have yours, and I have nothing against that. 

Sometimes, it's the little things that we love or that we treasure or that we merely get excited about such as having a piece of fried chicken for the day might significantly influence the answer to the question "How was your day?"

I hope you are all taking care of yourselves!!