I was going to be happy today.
Really.
I was.
I had been planning this for days,
Maybe weeks.
I had paid close attention to each and every detail.
Everything would be perdect for my happy day.
I would only participate in happy things on this day.
I would not think about how unhappy every other day seems to be.
I would unplug the telephone-
I would watch no T.V.,
I would listen to talk mexico radio so as to not learn any bad news.
No news equals good, happy news.
I was honestly getting quite excited as the day grew nearer for me to be happy.
I awoke to find the date circled on my wall.
Today is the day I was going to be happy.
Really.
I was.
But then I fucked up and thought about you.
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