this morning started off sucky and is now bleeding into the afternoon. now i think i need some advile. why is it that some days are amazing, enough days in a row go well that you start thinking, "hmmm, i must be on a roll. this is nice." then with no warning things stop going well. it isn't like they become horrible, but that lovely glow the previous days left you with sort of vanishes. it gets sapped out of you slowly. i guess the day just needs that positive energy more than i do.

but at the very same exact time as my energy gets sapped by this day and the children threaten my sanity, the world is a beautiful place. everything is as it should be to reach the next step of human evolution. and the souls that entrusted their physical care to me are, simply put, perfect.