Tuesday wasn’t a good day. In fact, none of the days around Tuesday were all that great, either.
But on Tuesday, I made myself laugh. It was forced and fake and hard to do. But I smiled and laughed and felt a little bit better after it was over. I even took photos.
And you know what I was reminded of? Faking it is difficult. I don’t do fake.
So, at this point, I’m just breathing. It’s all I can do.