I woke up to Joan Jett's Bad Reputation playing. Day, you are mine.
I feel like little things keep kicking me, trying to get me down. Sometimes I let those things bother me too much. Sometimes those things require a lot more resiliency than I think I have. Sometimes the little things add up so when big things hit, I can't hardly manage. But I'm not dead, yet. Nope. I woke up this morning (again). The sun rose (again). The birds are chirping (again). And I have made myself a cup of very strong coffee. Nope. Not dead, yet.
Keep it up, World! I know I have got an amazing life and that you can't take away hope. So throw what you've got at me. I will just keep singing.
What doesn't kill me makes me stronger.