All bad things must come to an end? I will hold on to this thought. And although this is some cryptic graphic messaging for all you Breaking Bad fans out there, when I passed this on the street today I liked to think of it as my personal message from the universe.
Everyone gets their share of bad. Some of us are over-achievers and we get our ‘bad’ in big, fat, miserable prolonged, heavy doses. I call this getting your bad out of the way all at once – the bad-efficient lifestyle. When calamity seems to follow you around like a lost puppy you sort of get used to it. Hostage mentality.
But being a realistic optimist I am going to hold on to the the idea that ‘all bad things must come to an end.’
Eventually.
Till ‘the end’ shows its lovely little light at the end of the tunnel, I will keep looking for the signs.
i could cry but i don't have time 