It’s grey and oppressive, a long day awaits. But it’s somehow all better this morning.
And that’s the beautiful thing about “better”: It’s subjective. You want it, you got it.
I believe in owning my moods, though. I spiralled into a pretty dark place last night. You got the sanitized, for-public-eyes version. Me, I did some serious cerebral spelunking through it all. Those dark mental forays aren’t about lingering there, it’s a recon mission at best. I’m getting in, seeing what the scenario is, figuring it out (why it’s that way, how I got there), and exiting with a plan in place.
Now I have some ideas. :)