Today was a bad day. We all have them wherever we are in life and they're over as quick as they've begun.
Nothing particularly bad happened today, just things that would have usually passed me by without notice were noticed and I missed things I didn't have more. I think being abroad makes a bad day slightly harder to deal with because usually at home you'd know how to deal with this sort of mood, for example I'd usually take my dog for a walk or head to wetherspoons to laugh the day off. However, neither my dog nor wetherspoons are readily available in Spain.
Bad days are important, as not only do they let you let out all the sadness, the homesickness and the general annoyance of Spain being so laid back when all you really want is someone to sign a piece of paper, but they also as cliché as it sounds force you to look for the good things, the little things that cheer you up, like Yorkshire puddings.
Today was a bad day, but tomorrow is a new day and I've told myself it will be better.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3LMVJ2xd1g8&feature=kp
NB: Normal blogging cheeriness will recommence tomorrow.
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