How life goes up and down on such small events. Not even "events"--just things. Up, and all is great and years of happiness lie in the future of sunshine and warm breezes. Down, and nothing is ever good and nothing every will be good in the endless, pointless, cheerless moments that make up a future unwanted. A simple change of perspective based on a glance from a stranger. A barrage of self-loathing after a minor failure in the kitchen. A dropped dish. An overcooked meal. A heavy cloak of hopelessness when a to-do list remains undone, down to the last, easy chore.
It's a wonder life continues at all.
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