You know what?

You know what? I am vivacious, like uber viviacious. And still, on a day I happen to be walking down the street feeling blue (just found a breast lump was one), I have to deal with some male stranger saying, “C’mon, give me a smile.” Sorry I’m not my vivacious self today. Is it not okay to be a serious person? Is it not ok to be angered or saddened by some of the world’s problems? Is it not in fact something you want in a president? We’re casting the leader of the free world, not the next reality show.