Some nights, I stay up cashing in my bad luck
Some nights, I call it a draw
Some Nights, Fun
Yesterday was a day. One of those days where you have A Day. A day in which your usual resilience flees from you, and if one more thing doesn’t work out the way you need it to, you will really lose your mind or possibly sit and sob.
One of those days.
I went to bed last night, and the very best I could think about was that the day was over.
I’m hoping that today is another kind of day.