"I've been trying to avoid the best parts of you."
Oh I give up on tyring to write this one. I can't think of anything good to say. Everytime I start I backspace. I don't have a lesson for you. I'm too worn out to find the bright side. Frankly, I'd rather it not be a holiday. I'm getting in bed tonight in the hopes that closing my eyes changes something. I'm praying, even though I've done a bad job of it lately. I'm asking for stuff, when I don't do anything in return to get it. I'm hoping that all those days as a nice person pay off. Tuesday feels a little bit hopeless.
Lesson #45: Some days are lessonless.
