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 feel frustrated and anxious, which can induce a nail-biting frenzy that can escalate into a
triple-chocolate-mud-cake-eating frenzy in a blink of an eye!
On blue days you feel like you’re floating in an ocean
of sadness.
You’re about to burst into tears at any moment and you don’t even know why.
Ultimately, you feel like
you’re wandering through life without purpose.
You’re not sure how much longer you can hang on,
and you feel like
shouting, “Will someone please shout 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 a 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 dish, bad breath, a toothache, chronic gas, dry lips,
or a nasty ingrown
toenail.
Whatever the reason, you’re convinced that someone up there doesn’t like you.
Oh what to do, what to
dooo?
Well, if you’re like most people,
you’ll hide behind a flimsy belief that everything will sort itself
out.
Then you’ll 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 and you’re never old twice.