This is a day for looking back in pain. For wallowing in mistakes and lost chances. But this today might not be today. Today could be yesterday or tomorrow. But there’s always a day for it. And it comes and goes but always with it’s place. Not pushed aside but embraced for what it is. Tomorrow will be the day for embracing with angry and fury all the good and positive. Moving forward as always. But not today. Today we play sad bastard music in the dark. Because the pain is ok sometimes. It is was it is and shouldn’t be pushed aside and ignored. So for a moment it’s low and glorious in it’s weight. If I drank it would be a night for hard drinks.