Getting it out of my head
Not a very good day today.
One of those days when everything that can go wrong went wrong, and then some. Frustrating and exhausting.
All I could think of was getting home, taking a long shower, and forgetting that this day ever existed.
The last thing on my mind was to sit down and write. I didn’t feel like it at all.
But here I am, reliving my day in written words. And it’s a relief.
It’s as if I get it out of my system when writing it, whereas it would’ve gone on and on if I’d kept it inside my head, repeating the same story over and over.
Maybe no one will ever read this post. That’s ok, I won’t either.
Because now it’s all history.