Dont worry, be happy |
I was feeling cheeky when I came up with this one. I'd come home from work in the evening, I was tired but I remember feeling happy. And when I'm happy, I usually find myself cooking in the kitchen.
I got out of my work clothes, got into the shower, donned a robe, put on some music and started cooking. Bob Marley came on and I felt that the moment felt so apt that I played "Don't worry, be happy" on a loop.
After dinner, I got started on this. I suppose you can guess why I chose the rasta colours. Also, if you try reading this phonetically, you will sound like a Jamaican too. Dont wah-ree, be haa-py!
Loves it!
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