one day at a time 

Today is going to be a good day! I declare it. There  I said it,but why is it that my heart doesn't believe it? I'm tired and weary. I've been up most of the night trying to read and study for a major exam. Actually I studied 22 out of the last 24 hours, yet I feel like I have done nothing at all based on my pretest scores. This is really important for me. I need to get done with school already. Yet, I am having a really rough time to get myself motivated. There's a lot at stake and I know that, at the very least is my pride. If I get through and am able to secure my education despite what has been going on with my unhusband, then I can pat myself on the back and know that I am a fighter as well as a survivor.  Maybe I'm just exhausted from lack of sleep but at this very present, I just want to close the blinds and hide another the cover. I wish I had a magic wand today.
Today is going to be a good day! (repeat x10) I'm gonna get out of bed, take a shower, get dress, get out of the house, drive to school and I'm gonna keep telling myself that the very fact that I'm alive and relatively healthy should be enough for me to consider it a good day, because the alternative is not looking good either.