The Blue Day

Everybody has blue days. These are miserable days when you feel lousy, grumpy, lonely and utterly exhausted. Days when you feel small and insignificant, when everything seems just out of reach. You can’t rise to the occasion. Just getting started seems impossible. On blue days you can become paranoid that everyone is out to get you. (This is not always such a bad thing.) You Teel frustrated and anxious, which can induce a nail-biting frenzy that can escalate into a triple-chocolate-mud-cake-eating frenzy in a blink Links Of London Bracelets of an eye! On blue days you feel like shouting, “Will someone please shoot me!” It doesn’t take much to bring on a blue day. You might just wake up not feeling or looking your best, find some new wrinkles, put on a little weight, or get a huge pimple on your nose. You could forget your date’s name or have an embarrassing photograph published. You might get dumped, divorced, or fired, make fool of yourself in public, be afflicted with a demeaning nickname, or just have a plain old bad-hair day. Maybe work is a pain in the butt. You’re under major pressure to fill someone else’s shoes; your boss is picking on you, and everyone in the office is driving you crazy. You might have a splitting headache, or a slipped disk, bad Links Of London Charms breath, a toothache, chronic gas, dry lips, or an ingrown toenail. Whatever the reason, you’re convinced that someone up there doesn’t like you. Oh?what to do, what to do? Well, if you’re like most people, you’ll hide behind a flimsy belief that everything will sort itself out. Then you will spend the rest of your life looking over your shoulder, waiting for everything to go wrong all over again. All the while becoming crusty and cynical or a pathetic, sniveling victim. Until you get so depressed that you lie down and beg the earth to swallow you up or, even worse, become addicted to Billy Joel songs. This is crazy, because you’re only young once