I’m trying really, really hard to find something to be grateful for today, but no luck so far.
Thankfully, there are still 14 hours left in the day.
Things had been so good since January, magnificently so, that it took my by surprise when I hit Spring Break. It seems like I got things all figured out, and then they all fell apart.
And fell apart and fell apart and fell apart.
I’d say that I’m grateful that there are 14 hours left in the day, but I’d be lying.
But I am trying.