Some days you have pretty clouds and skies and trees and you just have to allow yourself to sink into the combination of them all while listening to the birds.
Better days ahead, worse days ahead.
Hopefully far more of the former and far fewer of the latter!
Either way, you have to take them both.
Some days it sucks, but that’s sort of how the game is played.
Yes, the game is rigged that way, but if you didn’t have the bad, how would you know how wonderful the good is?
Maybe you got to spend some good time with your mother today, either in-person or electronically. Good for you!
Maybe you couldn’t, but you got to remember her and talk to her anyway. Maybe she talked back. Good for you!
Maybe you’re a mother yourself. Good for you!
Whatever the circumstances were, I hope you had a good weekend and are ready to kick Monday’s pathetic ass.
Make Monday your bitch! Report back in here afterwards to sing the songs of your battles and tell of the glorious downfall of your fallen foe.
(No, I haven’t had anything at all to drink. Why do you ask?)