And Then it Ends

Remember a time you woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Remember that feeling of sluggishness, that thought, "maybe I should just go back to bed" that fought against the duties and responsibilities that couldn't give a single crap about your feelings or what side of the bed you wake up on. Left, right, top, middle, bottom, under, get up and get to it. After these thoughts collided in your mind, remember the feeling of forcing yourself up and out of bed, acquiescing to the anxieties of not getting done what you needed to get done. Slowly getting on with your morning routine.

Remember the rest of the day as you reluctantly trudged your way through. Remember getting mad at people who asked, "are you ok? You seem off." because of course, you're fine, you got out of bed, didn't you? Remember thinking, "maybe I shouldn't have gotten angry, they're just worried." Remember as you painfully went through the day as if it were a snowstorm and you didn't have a jacket. Wanting to quit the entire day and just to back to bed. Finally, the Sun goes down, you get into bed, still feeling awful and just wanting nothing more than to drift off. And then it ends.

Now, remember waking up on the right side of the bed. Remember that feeling of hope, that thought, "today is gonna be a great day" that worked with wonderful sensations of how warm it is today, how much more colorful everything feels, how motivated you feel to get up, how energetic you feel. Remember the excitement to get out of bed and start your morning.

Remember the rest of the day as you excitedly skipped and hopped your way through. Remember getting donuts for everyone, remember messaging that friend you haven't talked to in a long time. Remember the great feeling of helping that old lady at the grocery store, remember going back home and wishing the day never ended. Wishing you could stay in this moment forever. This moment of serenity, beauty, motivation. Then the Sun goes down, you get into bed. And then it ends.