Bad Days.

I'm not really having a "bad day," it's just one of those days.

One of those days where I want to get in my car, drive to a friends house with the windows down listening to some great music.  Go grab lunch at some funky little restaurant where you can sit outside.  Stop in the bookstore, buy a new book, then lay outside in the sun and read for hours.  

You know, one of those days.

Unfortunately I don't have that kind of freedom.  I love my job, and I am thankful for every opportunity God gives me; it's just that sometimes, I want to be home.  

But I have to remember, "There are people who would love to have your bad days."