Sometimes, no matter how down I feel it's difficult not to put on a brave face, because you know there are probably other folks who have it worse than you do. I think about that, and I feel foolish about my own sentiments. It doesn't make it go away, but it somehow puts it on the back burner. That's why there's no way I can hate my job. Not when you encounter faces like these that smile despite everything.
If you're wondering what commotion happened, they were so excited to have their picture taken that half of the bodies fell down. It must have been painful, but no one was crying.
This song reminds me of this class:
Won't Go Home Without You (Maroon 5)
