Some days are easier than others. Get up, get ready, go to work, make every stoplight, arrive to work early, etc... And then there are the days that begin a little differently; Oversleep, get stuck between two cars, miss every stoplight, get stuck behind a stalled vehicle, arrive to work late, and immediately get bombarded with a gigantic heap of things to do.

Sometimes we do it to ourselves, leaving the bulk of the work for later, and then when later comes, we don't know where it all came from. Sometimes it is mere coincidence, or just a simple twist of fate. Either way, I'm positive at one point or another I have complained about these 'not-to-perfect circumstances more than necessary.

Today I heard some rather unsettling news. It doesn't really matter at the moment what that news is, an its not directly related to me, but unsettling nonetheless. It made me realize that things happen out of your control. The little pieces of each day should be enjoyed, because at least we know that day was ours.