Yesterday was a pretty bad day. It was on the list of worst days I've lived through. It was up there with first day of highschool, the day I decided to drop out of med school and the end of the semester spring before last. I've still not recovered from it. If I let myself I could stare at a wall all day and not even notice. I've cracked before, but never so thoroughly as this. I can barely articulate what's going on in my mind right now.
talk to me, brother. bad days can either be hurdles or propellants to make life better.
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