Whenever I have a bad day — not a rip-roaring shit day, but a generally bad day — I think of this track, off one of my favorite albums by what’s certainly my favorite band.
It’s impossible to find a version with just the album cover on YouTube (even with my trusty VPN and logged out of Google, in an incognito window, apparently, somehow this is blocked). I chose this video version because I think it’s pretty artistic. I like that it also seems to be making a statement about self-conceptions of body image and freedom. But maybe it’s just me who sees that.
Some days are honest, some days are not
Some days you’re thankful for what you’ve got
Some days you wake up in the army
And some days it’s the enemy
Today was a bad day. There have been quite a few of them lately. But some days are better than others. And that’s my truth.
(It helps that tomorrow is Friday.)
