there's those days when you're completely ticked off at the world and whenever someone says "fml" and "smh" you're like "amen i hear you!" and its just this bizarre dark mood that came out of nowhere.
then the next day, its like a complete 180. its all "i love you! life is amazing" its like a 5 sec flashback to the hippy era. its sooo wierd.
then the "i know exactly where i'm going and doing" days. those hectic, spazstic days thats just busy busy so so dizzy days. you need to be here and there to do this and that so you can get there now instead of later.
stop.pull a 180.
the "here and there", "this and that", "now instead of later". what is that? what are they doing or thinking that gives them that drive? all around me i just see mud, mire, bog, and ick. people give suggestions. "go here!" "do this!" how can i? i can barely pull my feet up to walk.
stop. you have stones under your feet again.
then there are those days that come around just when you need them. those blissful fun friend days. you've got people with you and they just drive you crazy. but you love them anyways. there's the "does that guy like me" moments. those "lets just dance like mad because we have the energy to" days.
each of these have the potential to drive us crazy. too much of anything is always a bad thing. cliche. so yeah, weathers absolutely balistic (like 60 degree weather in what is supposed to be the worste months in winter). but i'm thinking that because the weather is like that, it makes us treasure those days when they come around again.
ok, so maybe not "treasure" them. seriously, who wants to treasure those "fml" days? not me! thats for sure. but i'm thinking that if i were to have a spazstic day and look back on a "smh" day, i really would see its not that bad. i bonked my head on the see through glass door. what of it. at least, i know that doors there now. i'll watch out for it next time. that way, i can skip the "bang! ouch" moment and keep going.
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