But I preempt this post by saying
I know my grumpiness is coming at a time where many
people are dealing with the aftermath of the hurricane,
and I truly know that I could have it a lot worse right now.
I'm gonna bitch anyway.
While it was a culmination of a lot of different things,
it was entirely my own fault.
My bad mood just kept getting worse
because of me.
I couldn't seem to "get over" anything.
I felt like I couldn't get out of my own way.
I seriously considered going back to bed.
It was almost like my body wanted to do that,
and my head was agreeing.
I was my own worst enemy.
Today is a new day.
And I thank God I get another chance.