those good days, are generally so by little details that are just good times... Those good days are better just lived, and not described... Since whatever makes them so good, is hard to grasp in words...
I like those days...
And then, there are days like this fucker... Just... Not good.
And, just like in the good days, the reasons are meaningless to mention. They are meaningless because, when you write about them... They don't seem like a reason enough for things to feel one way or the other.
See?... You describe a good day, and... It can possible be read like any other day... Same now...
The problem is in how it feels. Yes... A LOT OF CRAP tend to help. Like... Not having money to pay the bills, like rent this weekend, or the bills that start to have due dates on Tuesday... That is not nice. I can't communicate with the girl I love, and in times like this, distance just sucks a lot... Everyone misses the ones they love in the good times, and wish they were around... But when it feels really bad, is in the bad times... When stuff just doesn't feel good and a hug is needed...
You learn to not take things personal, and always believe there is a good reason for the way things are going on. Trust. Etc. That is the only way something like this every works. But how it feels?.. It can still be not nice, regardless of the good thoughts.
... Anyway... I want to get rid of this weird angst... And... I think the whole money issue started it, and then I just project it into stuff around me... Heh... Where is the Taoist in me in times like this?...
Let go... And all this nice ideas?...
Heh... Damn.
Ok... Enough complaining... I need to get me a good mood. Music helps.
Cheers people,
off to find that Taoist Hector.
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