High

I guess the saying that good times never last does have some truth in it. I've been on a high for almost a month and am just so happy all the time, but on Monday and Tuesday, everything seemed to go wrong at the same time. School, work, and I felt so overwhelmed. Somehow a part of me just lost control and I couldn't stop crying, but another part of me kept telling myself, "it's going to be okay, when there's bad times good times will come soon". And indeed, by the end of Wednesday, everything was okay again. And I'm continuing my "high on life" now. I think the trick is not to be at lpeace with the world, but to be at peace with yourself.