…..after her horrific experience from the day before, she felt God and Satan and all the primal forces of nature must be conspiring together to bully her into submission. Life just could not get any worse than this. Goddamnitall, why had she even been born in the first place?! Yes, why?!?! She couldn’t possibly dip any lower on the universal happiness scale; she had plummeted past the erstwhile nadir at warp speed and was now in uncharted territory and still sinking rapidly. But after a good night’s sleep to clear her head and a forthright dialogue with her inner psyche, she came to the mature realization that fortune waxes and wanes with complete randomness and she had merely found herself at the bottom of that cyclical trough for one miserable day in her finite journey through the Valley of Consciousness. One miserable day, that was all it was. The temporal rotten apple in the barrel of life. The dregs at the bottom of a keg of whiskey. The armpit contaminating an otherwise pristine human body. Today will be a better day, for sure. Yes. It really will be! HONEST!!! Truth is, it couldn’t possibly be any worse than that calendar monster racing around egregiously out of control little different than an elephant at a tea party and answering to the moniker of “yesterday”.…..
Fred's Soapbox 