Work it out, girl
I swear. Working out is probably the only (and best) way to get rid of anger. After getting my endorphins flowing and a surprisingly short six miles later, I feel a hundred times better than I did a couple of hours ago.
Yeah, tough days bring you down.
Yeah, tough days suck.
But tough is just tough luck.
I really do try to find the good in every situation possible. I pick apart every teensy little crevice, just waiting for that minuscule piece of good to shout out, “I’m here!”. It’s not always easy to find, but when you finally do… damn, does it feel good.
For those that also experienced a not so pleasant day, I truly hope it gets better. Or that at least tomorrow brings something new and fresh.
I promise sometime this week I’ll actually post something worthy of learning. But right now, I’m just trying to find the time to enjoy the little things.