Those days happen...those days where a cement boot is slowly but steadily...very, very steadily..pressing on your chest.
Those days where you see yourself turning into your nastiest self, attacking those who aren't present to defend themselves, and just being all around snarky.
The days where getting off of the couch sounds too hard...and doing your homework sounds too hard...and staying awake sounds too hard...
And talking doesn't help.
And sleeping barely helps.
And ultimate frisbee only helps a little.
So those are the days when you sit on the floor with a bottle of Miracle Bubbles and watch the fragile orbs float, burst, and vanish.
And that helps.
Those days where you see yourself turning into your nastiest self, attacking those who aren't present to defend themselves, and just being all around snarky.
The days where getting off of the couch sounds too hard...and doing your homework sounds too hard...and staying awake sounds too hard...
And talking doesn't help.
And sleeping barely helps.
And ultimate frisbee only helps a little.
So those are the days when you sit on the floor with a bottle of Miracle Bubbles and watch the fragile orbs float, burst, and vanish.
And that helps.
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