New Days

After a trying weekend, an exhausting Monday, and a stressful Tuesday, I stopped by the civil war cannons that I pass everyday after work.

I sat by the monument, watched the mice run around the cannon wheels, wished I couldn't hear the traffic, missed the snow, and thought of all the things that I was doing wrong, and all the things that I was doing right, and I made some concrete decisions. Sometimes the right thing is the hardest thing.

But I'm looking forward to better days.