where you try to rip your hair out because you think it might solve all of your problems?
but then you remember that, no, breathing will.
so then you do that.
and then you scream.
then, you take two more deep breaths to counteract the irrational outburst of your rage,
and pretend that louis armstrong serenades well wishes your way from heaven.
well, i'm having one of those days today.
scratch that, week.
i'm having one of those weeks.