there are days when your head just spins. for no reason other than, life is just getting to you. it's not the bills, its not work, or period pain, or the fact that your team lost or someone you had counted on has deserted you, its not the rain, its not the cold, its just, life. You know, it just bites some days. For no reason other than to create a break between the good days when everything makes sense. the days when you are able to smile in the face of adversity, the days that you can function fine despite shitty weather, backwards politics and bad driving. bad days provide funk, rhythm and tempo to the happy song you hum each day. on the days when you see the silver lining and are the wind beneath people's wings. the days where good triumphs over evil and love conquers all. yes, its just a break from your disgustingly sunny disposition. on some days, on those days, you just spin, because you're having a shitty day but you'd rather not inconvenience someone else with it or have to explain to anyone that you're just... spinning silently, juuuust because. ok?

being an optimist is fucking tiring work, i tell you.