Nah. It's actually cloudy and
overcast. I have a humungous C program
to debug, (I haven't a clue where to
start), I need a raise and a new place to
live, and I woke up happy. Some days are like
that. Someone's gotta get the happy.
But ya know what? It is a beautiful day.
I'm okay, I'm walking talking breathing
alive, I have work to do, and I feel like doing it, a step in some
direction. My family's tremendous concern
and love (for some reason) is a comfort
today more than the choking weight it usually
feels like. I spent the night being held, listening
to trains, And there's nothing I can think of
to be afraid of, right this minute.
Nothing's changed since yesterday, or Sunday,
nothing's been resolved and nothing's disappeared.
Who cares. Some days are like this, I can forget
what constantly drives me beserk, I can focus on
the here and now, and these days, that's a good
State of mind is a weird thing. For
some reason, I can't figure out why my chewed-over
thoughts can drive me to tears almost daily, I
can't work out why this internal (infernal?) noise
distracts me so much. It doesn't matter too much, either.
It's a good day, I'm gonna let it slide. Do my work,
smile the smile, skip and walk, breathe.
Someone's gotta do the happy. I'm glad it's