I had a bad day the other day. I was walking to the market to pick up some eggs. I was feeling really good about myself at the time because I was getting things done, and people seemed to be generally happy with my performance as of late. I was halfway to the market and I slipped on a curb, hurt my food (enough for a limp but nothing else), and destroyed my sandal. I was a good 20 minute walk from home with no public transportation option available. I then limped home in a broken sandal along the twisted and uneven streets of Athens. I felt pretty crappy at that point. I felt like the world wanted to be sure that I wasn't happy at all, and that I couldn't relax and enjoy my day ever. Then I turned a corner and came across this (the photo above), surely someone had a crappier day than me.
Later
