down days

I've never written a post like this before, because I consciously refrain from posting anything negative in tone. I'd rather turn to the arms and ears of loved ones before broadcasting anything less-than positive on here. My blog's just not the place for that, for me.

But today is one of those days that I think of as down days, the ones where you're just sad and angry and frustrated and hopeless all at once. Sometimes they arise for no reason at all, just a miasma of melancholy that's choking. Sometimes they are born out of tragedy. I am deeply saddened by the events in Boston yesterday. It's just awful—the kind of vitriolic, evil grossness that you wish had no place on this planet. I am sending every positive thought and ounce of love in my heart to those affected by the events.

I have a reluctant respect for down days, as sometimes sadness is a feeling you shouldn't shake. You should honour it, and then when you're coming up, use every tiny inkling of hope and faith to do something kind.