My day just started as every other day.
I woke up felt like trash like I didn't have the energy to do anything as if my soul has just left my body.
I didn't know what to do. I showered and grabbed my stuff. I then proceeded to go do my chores, but truly my day would have been the same if I didn't go shopping for stuff in my house.
I ended up at the home furnishing area and there is where I saw the most impressive looking bar stool. The legs were perfectly crafted and somehow reminded me of an elegant gazelle. I went on to feel the stool cushion and I swear it felt like holding a cloud. I never wanted to forget the feeling.
I asked a coworker to give me the price and my heart sank because I couldn't afford it. I went home with a heavy heart and I'm not gonna lie I cried a little bit.
This day has gotten worse and it somehow reminded me that as bad as your day starts it can also get worse. I found peace in that notion and I have no real idea why. Is there a lesson to be learned? should I have gotten something out of this day? I wouldn't know. I just have to keep on going no matter what's being thrown at me.