That’s the cliché, right?
Sometimes it’s hard to rationalize situations when you hear such trite, poetic, fortune cookie bullshit all the time. But as I sit here after one of the more emotionally exhausting days I’ve had over the last couple of weeks in a series of them, I think about how these cliche’s had to come from somewhere.
At one point in their perplexing history they weren’t “clichés” so to speak, they were just truths. This makes me feel a little bit better on days like today.
Days when everything feels like an uphill battle with no end in sight. I feel like every time I take two steps forward, I take three steps back…
This is the cliché.
This is my life.