At The End Of The Day

And some days I'm just grateful that it's over. That soon I'll be able to curl up in bed with my cat purring next to me, listening to my husband read to me until I fall asleep.

One of the best things I ever realized was that all days end eventually. That no matter how scary or rough or frustrating or stressful or busy, at some point it's not going to be today anymore. Soon I will declare this day finished, no matter what, and tomorrow it'll start over new. Some of the same problems may still be there, but they won't all be, and the new day won't have all the same baggage.

So. G'night, y'all. Fresh start tomorrow.