bird talk

^^^ left: how i want to feel

right: how i feel today ^^^

my day today was comparable to getting pooped on.

by a bird. or by copious birds i suppose.

and you know, i fear birds more than anything 

(in part because i fear they will poop on me),

but for other reasons, too.

today felt like i was pooped on again and again and again.

it started when i slept through my alarm, 

subsequently was late to work,

ripped my pants,

stained my face with pen,

touched toddler poo,

and then walked out to my car

only to realize i had a flat tire.

cue aaa who arrived at my (abandoned) car as i 

decided to use the bathroom and get a snack in a nearby bakery.

ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh.

seriously, car?

i can deal with oversleeping and ripped pants, 

and wash my face and finger.

but the car? i am going to need a new tire.

but alas, i am striving to be a more positive individual

and not read too much into particular situations.

although today was not ideal,

tomorrow will surely be better.

xoxo.

*images found on google