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Days Like These

Sometimes.  I have a bad day.  
Nothing seems to go right.
But then I count my blessings and the gray clouds drift away.  

Dear Diary,
I wish I knew why mom, the nag keeps taking pictures of me.   Every pose.  Every breath.  Every move.   How cute!  She says.  Not cute.  It's annoying.  Gracie.