Some days start off bad. You wake up feeling damp because your window was open all night, which results in a morning-long internal chill that can't be swayed even with tea. Your mother skips the pleasantries to ask when you're going to move everything you've ever owned out of the house.* Lovely.
Then they get worse. Your friend breaks up with you - more or less - because of a misunderstanding. Says she will never tell you anything personal, ever again. Oh, blessed misunderstandings. To top it off, this happens at work. With a smile on her face. Oh, blessed professionalism. And don't get me started on your passivity. "Oh. Okay. That sucks." Go you.
Then, in the middle of it all, you get an email, and someone else has had a bad day. And it doesn't make you feel better, but you realize that you still have friends, your mother actually loves you, and life goes on. The chill will go away, and you'll hopefully mend things, but hey, if you don't, you won't be missing out on much so long as you put one foot in front of the other and continue to breathe.
*I am moving away for school and have yet to start packing. I am not getting kicked out or anything.