24 Hours

A lot can happen in 24 hours. A life can change in that amount of time. As the world turns a full rotation, it's almost as if we do too. From the foggy drowsiness of morning to the rush of the day to the calm of evening and back again to the hazy reach or sleep. The same can be said of most days. From the cheerful bliss of a new day to the dull impatience of the morning to an altogether dismal afternoon and a miserable evening which ended with a hint of hope that possibly the next day I'd wake up happy again.

While it's true that generally 24 hours brings a full rotation, it doesn't mean it has to. Yesterday was the third day in my memory that I had 24 hours of happiness. Nothing went wrong, nothing even really slipped at all. It was altogether wonderful.

But the only thing about being happy, is it sets you up for a disappointment.
And I'm trying desperately to not let that happen today.