Today was one of those days. The kind of day where everything seems to pile on mentally.

Poor sleep over the last week is catching up with me and the war article is hovering in the back of my mind at all times. At work, there was some frustrating news that might end up changing my lifestyle significantly.

And to top it off, I spent most of the day working on my own — relatively isolated and left with these thoughts in my head to stew and ferment into something toxic.

I’m exhausted, and praying that I can sleep through the night.

If not, tomorrow might even be worse.

But this has happened before, and it will again. Days like this happen to everyone.

And then things get better. They always do.

Like everything else, this feeling is temporary.