My Little Black Book
I have days that are neither good nor are they bad. I have come to notice that they are fluid like the tide moving in and out and welcome that analogy. Because on the days that are not so good, I remember that it is only temporary, and that tomorrow will bring me the possibility of a better day. That being said, today is not an ebb and flow kind of day. Today is a bad day. Today is a dark day. Today is a day that I cannot find the bright spot, that I cannot find the light. It is like I am being swallowed into the stomach of the universe where I will wait to be digested and shat out at its will. I know, that sounds entirely overly dramatic, but it is where I am today.
