Sometimes we have a long day. We have what we
like to call a difficult day.A suck day.
Somehow, laying it all on the day
pretends to make it feel better. Make it not about us or how we are responding
or our circumstances or the choices we have made that come with their own
inimitable consequences.
Somehow when we pick up all we felt about the day we had and we sweep it all up and fold it all up and squish it into a little box and hand it to 'the day', we make believe we can walk away. Like ' Oh well. That poor old day had itself one hell of a time today. Too bad. Let's split .'
Sometimes it's like when you were little and you had a shot and it stung like all shit and then they handed you a lolly and it wasn't even as good as a box of Chicklets or a Charlestown Chew bar but it was what they gave you , so you went ahead and smiled and said thank you and went along and ate the thing and felt like any minute now you were about to get lucky and feel some better.
Like that.
So, go ahead. Pretend the crap time was about the day. Have yourself a lolly.
Somehow when we pick up all we felt about the day we had and we sweep it all up and fold it all up and squish it into a little box and hand it to 'the day', we make believe we can walk away. Like ' Oh well. That poor old day had itself one hell of a time today. Too bad. Let's split .'
Sometimes it's like when you were little and you had a shot and it stung like all shit and then they handed you a lolly and it wasn't even as good as a box of Chicklets or a Charlestown Chew bar but it was what they gave you , so you went ahead and smiled and said thank you and went along and ate the thing and felt like any minute now you were about to get lucky and feel some better.
Like that.
So, go ahead. Pretend the crap time was about the day. Have yourself a lolly.
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