Today started out feeling like a red-letter day, but as it progressed, I got further and further from practicing the presence of God and found my mind is a simmering cesspool of negativity. The hours are crawling by, and I feel out of sorts for no reason I can name. Nothing is right, and I want to go home and go to bed. I guess human beings have days like this from time to time, but I feel like I’ve wasted time, work and personal time, just being unhappy.
I could write a gratitude list. It would probably help change my attitude, but I don’t feel like it. Maybe I just don’t want to be positive and grateful today. Maybe today serves to remind me of how I could be all of the time if I don’t use the spiritual tools that bring me back to the journey my soul desires.
I have an opportunity to change things today, but I won’t take it. I’m going to wallow in self-pity because I seem to want to. Tomorrow, though, is a new day.