This morning’s afternoon’s slap around the face is swigging from a giant box of tropicana smooth and Porcupine Tree - Deadwing.

Feel awful, then again didn’t go to bed till mega late and the cough seems to have knocked the wind energy out of me. I hope the zap of juice will help fix me enough for the weekend.

I’ve noticed, that it’s always this time of year that everything gets shaken up. Balances are knocked out of place, chucked around and put back together again with somewhat unpredictable and surprising results.

The problem with this big shake up is that unfortunately there are some people who get the worse end of the deal. And at the time they believe that nothing will ever be better, that their world, that everything they knew had fallen apart with no way of ever fixing it. They want to curl up and feel miserable for the rest of their lives, and rot with their own self loathing and pain…

Then there are the people who can’t believe their luck, they wake up one morning realising that something wonderful has happened to them and you need to take a double take just to make sure it’s all real. They walk around with their head held high and a hazy glint in their eyes, as they smile on both the inside and the outside…

I wish life could be fair and that no one would ever have to feel broken and in pain at the hand’s of their own woes - but the fact of the matter is…sadness  builds character, it forcefully pushes you to your limits and beyond. As said in Fight Club - how can you know anything about yourself unless you’ve been in a fight?  It’s not about what happens to you, it’s about how to act back, and it doesn’t mean you’re not allowed to get knocked over - it’s okay as long as you remember to stand up…eventually.

So really…the people who are suffering - right now - they’ll be the better stronger ones, the ones who will bounce back quicker from the fall everytime it comes round for them.

I just hope they realise this…