Some days I’m just not cut out for this. For this job. For this responsibility. For this life.
Some days I just don’t have it in me. Some days I just want to throw in the towel, run away, go on vacation.
Some days I want to go back and rethink every choice I’ve ever made. Not because I regret them but because maybe just a small change could make a big difference.
Some days nap time just doesn’t come fast enough. And most days nap time just doesn’t last long enough.
Some days I just don’t have the patience to leave the house. And some days I don’t care enough to get dressed.
Some days the responsibility is just too big for one person. What I am expected to do, accomplish, achieve, is just beyond my realm of reality.
Some days my love is overwhelming and feels like too much to handle. And sometimes, even on those days, that love is not enough to motivate me to push forward.
And some days just don’t work out. Some days my drive to be my best is completely overshadowed by my self-doubt and insecurities.
Maybe it’s because of the weather. Maybe it’s because I’m exhausted. Maybe it’s because it’s too much for one person to handle.
But in the end, we have managed to survive every day (so far) and every some day ends eventually and I able to start the next day fresh and renewed.
