I had a rough weekend. So rough, in fact, that Sunday reminded me of a book I had read in elementary school: Judith Viorst’s “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.” But since I know myself, I knew it was up to me to get myself out of it.
After an emotionally necessary emergency pizza delivery Sunday night, I began to fall asleep — my eyes still puffy and my mind still racing. I consciously put a halt on all my thoughts. I told myself there was only one thing I could do to stay relatively sane over the next week — find the silver lining.
I won’t go into details about my weekend, it’s not worth it. But I’ll tell you this — there’s not a lot of silver lining to be found.
But Monday morning I woke up, more exhausted and anxiety-ridden than usual, and began my quest to find miniscule things going right in my day.
On my walk to class, I played the “Hamilton” soundtrack so loud in my headphones I probably wouldn’t have noticed someone yelling my name. During “Non-Stop,” I had to smile to myself as the rest of the characters ask Alexander Hamilton “Why do you write like you’re running out of time?” Every time I hear that line, I think of myself writing on deadline, frantically working to put The Phoenix together every week. It’s a small thing, of course, but it was a good point in my day.
I paid extra attention to the feeling of freezing cold water or piping hot tea running down my throat. I thanked my lucky stars for text conversations with my high school friends and pictures of my sister’s yellow lab, Sam, curled up in croissant formation on her bed. I consciously took deep breaths whenever I could force myself to do so and did my best to remind myself that nothing lasts forever.
These tiny elements of my day, while insignificant during a routine week, were a much-needed reminder to pay attention to the good things, the little things. Am I okay now? I’m not entirely sure. I’m not going to act like iced coffee and a comedy podcast are the be-all end-all, but sometimes they can be a godsend during a bad week. At the end of the day, it’s not the things themselves that helped me, but rather the fact that I could focus on something — something good, no matter how small.
Sometimes, life sucks enough that all you can do is flop face-down on your bed and ignore everyone. There’s no denying that. But I’m thankful to have the little things I can appreciate.
This week, our news section reports on buyouts offered to certain faculty members and follows Loyola students who joined young people around the world demanding action for climate change.
Sports reporter Lu Calzada hones in on women’s soccer as they hope to emerge victorious in conference play. In A&E, our beloved audio editor and content manager Maddy Baltas comes out of retirement for arguably the most important article of the week — a commentary on the Jonas Brothers’ “Happiness Begins” tour.