There are those days when you don’t see it coming, but somehow, over the course of the day, or perhaps even the previous few days—it’s always hard to tell—things have been building. Building toward a crescendo of frustration that you realize, only at the end, exists and has arrived.
You are at a loss, nothing works, there is no solution, any words from any others grate for no particular reason, and you simply want to go—though to where remains an unanswered and unanswerable question.
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It’s one of those days.