That feeling when lately everything has been really bad. Disappointment after disappointment. Everything really sucks. You're stressed, you're tired. Multiple pills in one night just to be able to rest your head for the prescribed eight hours only to wake up the next morning to go through the same thing, over and over again.
Then something happens. And you're faced with a choice.
Choosing to accept something good to happen now, and dealing with a full 24 hours of anxiety later on. Or. Deal with 12 hours of anxiety now, and be able to rest on a particular Saturday night.
Don't try to understand what I'm going on about. I don't quite understand it either.
And when something nice happens, it's really refreshing.
Really refreshing.
I'm grateful for the crisp Autumn breeze and the dirty washing.
It really helped me clear my head.
Thank you.
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