Today is going to be a good day.

The sensation of pure accomplishment when one rises, well-rested and ready; before the alarm even begins it's hum drum nagging to jolt the day to an all too fast beginning. Feet hitting the floor with a bounce because today is going to be a good day. These days are beyond endangered in my life so when they drift in, you hold them close and appreciate them for all that they're worth. Coffee's prepped, button pressed, the slow drip of that sweet caffeinated smell curling through the air beckoning me to drink of the dark bold cup of life. The days grow longer, the sun greets and meets me with bright rays pulling me even further into the day. Eyes closed as a slow smile spreads across my face, I take in the warm beams around me, radiating in this present joy.

A darkness engulfs me and I fall fast and hard. Intense radiating agony surrounds me. Everything I hear is fuzzy, a real life dial tone with no answer. I try to see beyond the confusion and see nothing but my own despair.