Bad day

Did the coffee get cold and tasteless this morning you woke up?

Or you got stuck in a traffic jam with thousands of idiots non-stop honking?

Someone sent a stupid email canceling a job, canceling a promised money?

And your favorite dress was still in the wash?

Perhaps your partner called off the night for a business dinner?

Maybe the boss suddenly was in bad mood and raked his nails on ya

Or a complaint was sent to start dimming your career

Or just looked in the mirror and realized you looked shit?

You need to nibble on someone’s neck, kick someone’s ass, spit the yell onto somebody

As it’s a bad day, isn’t it?

Just to get along with, my friend’s husband passed away

The funeral is today

We all say: sorry, c’est la vie, just another leaves

Just that for both of them, it was hard enough to find each other when HIV-positive

Bad day, isn’t it?
Like every other day