I tend to label my days...Monday was a bad day. Wednesday was a better day. But really...the days are just days. I went to the new gym this morning and had a better workout that I expected...good day. Then I took Bob to the vet and realized it was time to put him to sleep...bad day. Tonight I babysit my niece and nephews...good day. Unless they are being beast-children...bad day.
Somebody somewhere got married today, saw the birth of a first child, or found out test results are negative. Somebody else realized the love is gone, burried a parent, or found a lump.
It's all just there: good, bad, indifferent; mine, yours, theirs. Just a day.
Posted by Nic at January 17, 2004 02:39 PM | TrackBack