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."