Okay so here’s my theory. My day was horrible. I missed my flight. I changed my packing plans at the last minute & I’ve spent hundreds of dollars on things I don’t care about. I’ve been stressed angry and just having the worst day ever. But now I’m at the airport. I’m waiting to board. Everything is checked. I have to go through security, but it’s okay. I’m on a computer science high right now. All that crying and time spent banging my head against a wall finally feels worth it. Everything is finally working out. What’s that saying, everything gets worse before it gets better? Well I think I’m hitting the better part. 😊😍
