What do I know? Very little in truth. But at reaching 32 I decided to set myself a handbook. A guidebook list if you like of pointers to keep a smile on my face. We are human beings and more often than not we forget about the little things but mostly we're all in the same boat. Here is some of my advice and inevitabilities.
We've all been there and felt the numbing ache in pit of our stomach when a relationship comes to an end. Whether or not you knew deep down it wasn't meant to be or whether you were the person who ended things, it rarely makes a difference. You're sad, you're hurt and you're also committed to making the next few months the most painful, and memorable, for yourself.
Last Friday I missed my train by three minutes. It meant I had to wait another hour to get home and therefore missed dinner with my wife. I had been on the road for over a week in countless different hotels, had travelled far and wide and therefore was tired and emotional. I felt really sorry for myself.
I've seen plenty of men who wear a similar look on their face... But when was the last time a builder told them to "cheer up love", a server at Itsu wrote "smile" on their napkin when they were just trying to buy sushi in peace, or their mum and/or best friend reminded them they're "much prettier" when they smile? Yeah, I thought as much.