good life, bad day

Good life, bad day.

As a form of processing, or keeping perspective, in the “so you had a bad day” sense of the phrase.

Good life, bad day.

As a way of showing mercy to someone who really doesn’t deserve it, someone who just did something morally wrong or at the very least ethically dubious, giving them the opportunity to not make it their whole personality.

Good life, bad day. 

Something you could say after a string of bad days. A whole year of them, 365 awful 24 hour periods strung around your neck like chains.

And yet you keep that vision, held tight in the center of the locket, that even bad days can build good lives.

Thank you. Let’s have a good life.