Yesterday was one of those really trying days. One of those days when things just had to go wrong at the most inappropriate times. I’m sure you know what I’m talking about. There wasn’t any fashion or glamour. Rather I left home in a frantic dash and returned many hours later feeling like all that was within me had been wrung dry.
Although I felt like dwelling on my misfortunes, I also understood that I’m ultimately responsible for how I feel. I have options. I could either:
#1. Complain, complain and complain + wallow, wallow and wallow
#2. Accept, reflect, count my blessings, have an early night and psych myself up for tomorrow’s coffee.
I think the choice is quite apparent isn’t it?
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