Ya know, there are days when it feels like everything in the world could be mine. And everything is wonderful and bright and shiny. The world is my oyster and I can do anything.
Then there are days when everything is bleak and hopeless and all the bad just clumps together and clouds my view of the sun.
Its weird because sometimes... circumstances don't even really change... So why does that happen?
Maybe its the side of the bed I wake up on, or the color of glasses I'm wearing... But those are all just silly sayings.


Britter OUT.