Thursday, September 24, 2009


I didn't sleep very well last night despite how tired I was after such a messy day but I do know that when I woke up this morning, I woke up ecstatic that it's a different day. Thursday is good. Thursday cannot possibly be awful. Thursday is not Wednesday. Today I will not be standing on the corner of Hayes and Larkin waiting for the police to show up to file a report. Today I will not immediately lose my shit after hanging up the phone with my mother while trying to fill out an online job form. Cut and paste, cut and paste, work history, education, sniff, hiccup. Today I will not feel awful. Thursdays are statistically better then Wednesdays due to their close proximity to Fridays on the calendar.

I was grateful to have Rachel to discuss the day's events with over mediocre Indian food on Haight St. last night. It's funny how re-telling stories can lighten the load, puts more distance between the me who is having an awful day and the me who is now recounting said awful day. It means it's behind me. It's done.

Nothing is worth more then this day. And tomorrow, this day will be filed away as good. Thursday plays well with others and actively participates in class. A+ Thursday. Good job for not sucking.

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