Is Pepsi Okay?
“Is Pepsi okay?”
I don’t know –
Is “resort view” instead of “ocean front” okay?
Is buying that dream dress just for it to go on sale the next day okay?
Is a chocolate chip cookie that turns out to be oatmeal raisin okay?
Is Coney Island as your surprise song twice (yes, both in Atlanta and in London!) okay?
Is a bouncy blowout shimmying off your shoulders, just for it to start to rain okay?
Is letting your hope spring eternal, just to be geysered by the cumulative papercuts of life okay?
So now, you come to my table, on a precious day my heart is bursting with life, where sunshine is kissing my cheeks, and ask me
“Is Pepsi okay?”
“Actually, I’ll just take champagne.”
postscript
P.S. I promise to always keep The Lauren Letter free as my little exercise of trying to make the world a bit more beautiful. If, in return, you could considering giving this post a “like” or share with a friend, it would just mean the world to me.
