Static…all day…

All. Fucking. Day.

My hair is plastered to my face.

I burnt out two light bulbs tonight as well.

No wonder I don’t have a car that works.

Not a good day…a self-loathing day. They are few and far between with me but they still exist.

I’m good…I slapped that smile on my face and helped everyone that needed it without a second thought, without a scowl. I pride myself in that. No one deserves someone else’s grief.

It was a tough day…in my mind.

It actually became enlightening when I ventured on my own…without anyone’s advice.

You find the answers if you look hard enough…or ask the right questions.

I refuse to leave questions unanswered anymore.