sunshine and slate gray clouds, because this morning is bright

and today has genuinely 
been a good day. 

good morning, at least
but i'll take what i can get

the class i've been dreading all week
has been canceled 
(teacher's away, we're substituting a study period)

and i passed a really big dog on my way to school

so, if only for now, 
i am happy. 
and that's enough.

i can get through this,
i can breathe, 
and if i can do this, 
so can you.

chin up, you, 
if you're having a bad day:
there will always come good ones eventually. 

The End

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