I sometimes lose my faith in luck

   We did everything right. Graduated, on time. Got jobs, before we graduated, on time. Get to work early, leave late. So why in the hell is life so damn hard/frustrating/irritating. Why are people weird and mean and hurtful. WHY DOES MY HAIR ALWAYS LOOK AWESOME RIGHT BEFORE I SHOWER? The family's going up to our mountain house today and how I wish I could go with them, to my hiding place on top of my very own mountain. I used that house as my retreat senior year of college. Sweats, glasses, sitting on the roof yes, we have a spiral staircase to our roof nothing or rather no one could touch me. But instead I'll be in my office surrounded by cards and pictures of my family and friends, living the life I worked so hard to get myself. Mom reminded me how much I yearned to be working in the industry last spring, "at least I'll be getting paid to be exhausted" was an over used phrase for sure. So for Wordy Wednesday I went with a song that sounds like what Davenport our mountain top oasis looks like. This will be on repeat all day. "Might just take a little time. Deer Creek Canyon's where I'm from. And it's where you are."