GOOD DAY – BAD DAY
Thursday, May 20, 2021
Doing is better than sitting.
Speaking up or speaking out is better than brewing silently, and the collective log-jam of anxiety breaks eventually.
Then – finally, clarity arrives, recognizing self-induced blunders, failures to seize a delicious opportunity or recognizing I’ve been incurring unnecessary difficulty, expense or obstacles for far too long – these things collide somewhere between the head and the pavement without a windowpane to see the light, and beyond any pain in the wallet.
I had a good day yesterday. I woke up well-rested, or so read the APP on my phone, but that didn’t match my mood; I didn’t feel so well-rested mentally, but I felt drained too.
Ordinarily, I can explain that – the meetings or late-night project, juggling stress-inducing activities, the kind we all have. Not life-altering or course-correcting things; instead, the collective ‘stuff’ makes up a day or two of new things and old ones.
Sometimes the good day v. bad day feelings toggles within my belly. Like a good cop v. bad cop in a fictional drama, yet few people lead lives of fiction, though we rarely escape all the friction of interactions and intersections of blunt talk, brute force and immovable objects.
But, unfortunately, the immovable objects are more often lumps called people, getting in our way.
Or are we not getting out of our own way?
Real life doesn’t make sense the way fiction does, but maybe there will be a happy ending in reality and the fantasy …
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