Day 22.

Sitting snug in my bed with blankets wrapped up to my neck in a tricky way that allows only my hands to stick out so I can type I cannot help but to be appreciative and to smile. The weather is just the gloomy leftovers of last night's thunderstorm and rain, and its dull cold is a sharp contrast to the brilliant warmth and sunshine that filled my last week with laughter and joy. It has been a battle all morning to prevent my mood from reflecting the weather, and I am afraid until recently it was a losing battle. My papers are refusing to write themselves and all my brain wants to do is to stare out the nearest window into the gray, cold day and reflect on where ever my brain wants to land. I wish it would go visit a Whangdoodle. I finally convinced myself to take a short, uh well long, break after trying to study in a few places across town. On this break of mine I read a few things, stalked a few people, discovered a few other things, and discovered my days worth of happiness. If you can find something to make you happy everyday, than maybe you can manage to be happy when you're doing something you don't want to do or thinking something you don't want to think or feeling something you don't want to feel. I think it would be a waste of a day to get through the whole thing without managing to be happy or finding something that made you happy.