some days

I don't know why, but some days everything comes together, and it all goes well and life is good and one even has a chance to appreciate it.

And some days, it all goes to hell in a handbasket.

I don't know why that happens, either.

And some days, like today, there are a thousand little things to lift you up, and also a thousand little things that drag you down.

Like today.

And even though the scales should balance, for some reason the sad and frustrating thousand seem to have more weight.

And it's hard to breathe.