My life should be a movie.

Imagine that you are completely depressed, totally stressed out, and angry at the entire world. It's like Ms. Grant's AP History class all over again. Imagine that, at the same time, you woke up and found it to be pouring outside, and very sad and wet and dreary, and you had to walk half a mile uphill to work. Just imagine this.
Then, imagine that you're desperately going one last time to the Lost and Found, practically bursting into tears as you describe to the (rather cute) guy at the desk your nasty old wallet that has been missing. Imagine he gives it to you. You gasp, smile, wipe away what would have been tears, flirt (just a little) and go outside to walk that half a mile.
Now imagine that as soon as you open the door and walk out from under the awning, that the rain slows. You take a couple of steps and you can feel it get warmer, and brighter. The puddles of rain start to dry up, and the sun slips out from behind the clouds, brightening up the valley. The rain clouds slowly disappear and you can see the mountains again, green instead of snowy. Imagine that you get to work and it's a slow day, and everyone is happy.
Then imagine that as soon as you are finished, you go to the temple. There are a lot of people there, but it just means you get a few extra minutes to sit and ponder. Then imagine that as you go into the font, Brother Prince (the most awesome old guy in the world) says "hey, stranger. I haven't seen you in a whole week! where you been?" before he baptizes you. Imagine that everything in the world feels good. Imagine that.
My life should be a movie.