everything is breaking. literally. not my heart or anything metaphorical, but my belongings. my backpack and my perfect orange winter coat ripped and now are unusable. complaining about this publicly is helping (i will tell myself this so it helps). but ALSO, the 100 Happy Days project I am doing is also helping. I am looking around at how everything I do makes me happy and to appreciate the silver linings in situations. like… when i have money, i get to go shopping for a cute coat (next year) or… I’m going to be graduating next semester anyway soooooo do I really need my bag that much?