Typically whenever I’m feeling blue, I can usually take solace in the notion that I can sleep it off, and I’ll be alright the following morning. Logically, it doesn’t make any sense other than a convenient literal idea that we’re closing the book on one day, and that the next day is truly a brand new page for us to begin writing on. But usually it works, and things simply feel better just because it’s not the same day when you were feeling down.
Such is kind of the case at the time I’m writing this now, as I do feel a little bit better than I did the day prior despite the fact that other than downtrodden emotions in my mind, there was absolutely nothing physically wrong with me. However, this doesn’t mean that I can’t continue to think about and try and hypothesize the things in my head that put me in a dour mood.