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Some days don’t come with a warning. They don’t start badly. They don’t scream trouble. They simply begin like every other day, and slowly, piece by piece, they fall apart. Today was one of those days for me.
My morning started normally, hot chocolate and toast bread, just like always. It’s my little routine, the one thing that feels stable before the world starts demanding too much from me. As I sat there, I honestly believed the day would be smooth. Maybe stressful, maybe busy, but manageable. I was wrong.
On my way to work, the cab I entered broke down. Just there, on the road. At first, I tried to stay calm. These things happen, right? But as the minutes passed, my heart started racing. I had to rush and find another cab, already feeling unsettled. When I finally arrived at work, I was ten minutes late. Ten minutes doesn’t sound like much, but it was enough to upset my boss. That moment alone set the tone for the entire day.
I went straight into work after that. No settling in. No time to breathe. The RV office was busy, very busy. There was so much work to do, and it felt like the tasks never ended. I kept working, moving from one thing to another without taking a proper break. I didn’t even realize how tired I was until my body started protesting. By the time work was over, I wasn’t relieved. I was drained.
All I wanted was to go home and rest. But the road had other plans. Traffic was terrible. I was stuck for over fifteen minutes, barely moving. Sitting there, surrounded by noise and frustration, I felt completely empty. It was one of those moments where you just stare ahead and count the minutes, hoping they pass faster.
When I finally got home, I thought at least I could cook something simple and calm myself down. But life wasn’t done with me yet. My gas had finished. I stood there for a moment, tired, stressed, and almost laughing at how the day kept finding new ways to test me. I didn’t have the energy to figure anything out, so I went to a nearby canteen to eat.
By the end of the day, I felt overwhelmed. Everything that could go wrong seemed to do so. I found myself wishing the world could be softer. Kinder. Easier than it was today.
But here’s the thing, days like this remind me that I’m human. They remind me that not every day will be productive, happy, or successful. Some days are just about surviving. And today, that’s exactly what I did. Ishowed up. I pushed through. I made it to the end of the day. And sometimes, that’s more than enough.
And that's a wrap on today's, i hope tomorrow gets better.
See y'all on the next one. ❤️
