day 40

I know that you don’t like yourself very much today. You did something embarrassing. You showed a little bit too much of your heart, that somehow always ends up poking out the end of your sleeve. You’ve been thinking a lot. Too much actually. Reliving every awkward thing you’ve ever done, like a greatest hits edition. Today you haven’t been kind to yourself. Or felt like being funny, or nice. Today’s a day where it feels like your personality has been swallowed up by this big, shaggy black dog in the night, till you can’t see out to try and find the little bit of blue.