So a friend of mine has a saying which I am sure has many variations, but it has kind of become my motto these days. It is, in short, "Some days you get the bear, and sometimes the bear gets you."
Today was one of the days that the bear got me. You know, those days where the things that go wrong are just wrong enough to outweigh the things that go right. I know that there are a fair amount of days that I got the bear, but the funny thing is, you never seem to remember those days on the days where you were the one gotten.
I think the moral of the story is to not get to excited on the days you get the bear, and not to get too down on the days that the bear gets you. That way you can keep a nice balance in life.
In any case, I think the perfect cure for the days the bear wins is going to bed, which I think I will be doing right now. That bed looks mighty inviting and nice. It is darn cold these days and I know the sheets will warm up and get nice and cozy here within a few minutes of me laying in them.
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