Its Just One of Those Days

Sometimes there is nothing more that you can do. Sometimes there is nothing else but to sit on the floor in a darkened kitchen(even if self-imposed) with the largest spoon you can find and cookies and cream ice-cream. Sometimes it doesn’t get better. You just sit there listening to the ipod and wishing you could just fade away into the music.

‘Do you know what's worth fighting for, When it's not worth dying for? Does it take your breath away And you feel yourself suffocating? Does the pain weigh out the pride? And you look for a place to hide? Did someone break your heart inside? You're in ruins’(Greenday)

All you can hope is that tomorrow might just be that little bit better or at least, as a friendly science teacher once said, that the moon is a little brighter.