Thursday, June 23, 2005

A bad day

Yesterday was a shitty day. A truly, really miserable day. A black day.

If I had been looking out the window, I would surely have seen four yellow cars in a row.

Sometimes, life just kind of reaches up to you and yanks you down to earth. Hard. Just to give you perspective, perhaps. Or maybe I have just had it too good for too long. Maybe it was time for me to hurt like hell. To have something pour over me and kick my heart. When you almost never cry, you will be surprised at how salty your tears taste.

Today is looking better.