The Mean Reds

Holly: You know those days when you get the mean reds?

Paul: The mean reds, you mean like the blues?

Holly: No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?

            

It's one of my favorite movies...and there's no other way to express how I feel.  It's one of those days, weeks, months, years where I just want to lay in bed with a glass (or bottle) of wine and watch Breakfast at Tiffany's.  It's supposed to be a happy time.  Yet, I am anything but.  You see, I am graduating from undergraduate college this year.  Next week in fact.  I got my dream job, like seriously THE perfect job for me.  I got a cat.  My boyfriend is amazing and I am looking into buying a condo or a house.  I eat well, I dress well and I have a roof over my head.  So, the mean reds... You know those times when things just don't go your way.  It's been one of those years.  I am such a blessed and fortunate person and I appreciate everything I have and everything I get.  But, sometimes, it's just like...world, cut me a break.  

Everything will be ok in the end, if it's not ok, it's not the end.  In the grand perspective of things, it's really not that bad and it could be worse.