Bad Days

We all have them. Yet somehow, no matter what, they knock us off our feet.

But mine haven't been bad days, mine have been bad weeks, bad monthes, and a bad year. I'm waiting for the Light at the end of the tunnel, but some days [like today] I'm stuck in darkness and don't care about Light, about People, about Anyone.

So I'm going to turn off my phone, and go to sleep. And maybe when I wake up, it'll be all better. Maybe. Even if it's not, I'll be well rested and ready to face it all again.

Maddie