let lemons be angry

Annoyed. I think that should have been my word of the day. Annoyed that i don't know what i want to be, not enough to drop maths with joyous abandon or stick to it fiercely. Annoyed that there's no printing paper at home, so i have to tear out foolscap paper sheet by sheet and feed it to my printer. Annoyed that there's no art history textbook, making me hunt for rare sentences about Kirchner on the net. Annoyed that dharma's not here and sheila's gone too.

Happy. That will always be my secret word for every day. Happy because of the two golden minutes i already know i can look forward to. Happy because God still wants me despite everything. Happy because this world has things like chocolate and ice cream. Happy because i have more than one bag of sunshine and they were given to me free. Happy because i haven't lost what i thought i'd lost, and happy that the past won't count if tomorrow makes history.