I went to school this morning and thought that today was going to be an okay day. Once I got about half way through and I knew that today was going to be a pain. I had no hopes that things were going to go my way or any good natured persons way untill I got to my computer.
The internet at my apartment has been down for six days now. I have not been happy about it. When I got home and turned on my computer the internet was in full force. As if that were not enough to make me the happiest person on the planet, when I went around to tell everyone in my building a girl in one of the apartments said that she had something for me. To my surprise she pulled out my DRIVERS LICENCE. I had lost it two weeks ago at Shell Gas Station. She had found it in our parking lot. I have never been so convinced that the Lord is looking out for me because I am just not that lucky. Even if the world were to destroy me right now I would still be happy.
So, all day, from the moment that first ray of annoying sunlight started invading the inner sanctum that is my bedroom, I wanted a day...one day for myself. I had this dream of being able to wake up, make myself a wonderful breakfast (all the while having music play in my head worthy of a 90's sitcom), lazily get dressed and begin to put my life back together. No family, no obligations, no guilt, just peace. The morning was wonderful. My brother, who never seems to get going till about noon, was not making noise in his shop that is located on the other side of my bedroom window. My parents were at work. And I was living my dream. All things were wonderful until the afternoon when, like a ball that rolls down a hill and lands in a pond of goo, the whole thing turned into a disaster. For some reason, I was just unable to recover. I couldn't pull it back to a place where the dream could continue living. Instead I turned into the worst version of myself, swearing at my family in my...
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