Tuesday.

Tuesday was one of those days where everything just systematically went wrong.
I was crying out of frustration long before 9am.
By noon I was mostly dead on the inside.
We had tacos for lunch.
And shortly thereafter I threw my back out.
I limped home feeling morose and tried to take a nap.
I woke up to cramps that I'm pretty sure could have ended the world.
I took some medicine and went to bed.
Hours before the sun even set.
Ick.

But now its over.
I'm feeling better.
And I love this song.





I love you too Dear Friend.
Always.