Guts on the Table

There have been seconds minutes hours days of my life I wish I could erase. I wish I could hit a huge easy button and just wipe them out in one fell swoop. Gone. Poof. Clean slate.

People say tomorrow is a new day. Truth be told, I am one of those people that sometimes always says annoying things like that. I try to be optimistic in the moments that make a person just want to crumple and blow away like a candy wrapper in the wind. I try to smile when everything seems to be falling apart around me.

I’ll tell you something I’m tired. I don’t want to smile. I want to scream. I want to not care. I want to break things.

So today I did. I didn’t smile. I did scream (mostly in my head).  I pretended not to care. And I tried to break my soap dispenser but it just landed with a dull thud in the sink. It didn’t even chip.

After today I realize that as tiring as it is to be the person that says things like “tomorrow is a new day”….the person that smiles while everything falls apart around is MORE tiring to be angry, it is more tiring to not care, it is more tiring to shout, it is more tiring to not smile.

Sometimes we all need to throw our guts on the table. Sure its messy and undesirable, but who cares?

Not me because…..

” Tomorrow is a new day..”

4 thoughts on “Guts on the Table

  1. I had one of those days today, then I talked to a friend and got a much waited on package in the mail and everything seemed better. Ha Ha — sometimes it doesn’t take much — either way.


    • I agree completely, it is sometimes the small things. And all those small things add up to the good (great ) things. But man oh man those tough days are trying! Thanks for reading, and commenting always good to hear feedback! πŸ™‚


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