Me vs Me

You get up in the morning and yer feelin great. Mebbe ya can't remember the dreams ya dreamt, but they left you feelin better than ya have in a long time.
Going through yer morning rituals and everything seems to fall in place without any effort. All the clothes ya choose fit yer mood and are the perfect color scheme for the season. Breakfast comes out perfectly and ya didn't have to rush through the meal to leave the house on time.
There are no assholes on the road, and almost every red light turns green as you approach them. Your favorite song ends just as you pull into yer parking place and yer ready to face the folks at the office.
As you sit down to work you find that the pen you are holding is perfectly balanced and that every letter, every word looks as if it were being written by a master calligrapher. The office coffee is made just the way you like it and work falls smoothly into place.

I woke up this morning and things were very similar to the to the aforementioned scenario.
I woke up feelin fresh, (I usually do.) made my eggs and of of course there were that little piece of shell I missed that added just the right amount of crunch to the last mouthful of omelet.
The morning coffee was nice and strong, rich in aroma and perfectly made. Standing at the kitchen sink, the only place I'm allowed to smoke in the house, I was distracted by the clean up and lifted what I believed to be a lighter to the cigarette dangling from my lips and ended up dunking the smoke into the mug, spoiling the last cup of brew in the pot and the last smoke in the pack. a nice double whammy.
On my way to work I popped into the convenience store fer a new pack of smokes and threw them into me bag. Outside the store I tossed the empty pack into the trash and sped off. The drive were fairly perilous cuz I couldn't find the CD I wanted to listen to and kept looking for it all the way to work. Made it to work in one piece and arrived to find the doors locked and no one there. with nothing to do except wait for the place to open I went downstairs for a smoke. When I pulled the cigaretts out of my bag I realized that I had thrown the newly purchased pack in the garbage and kept the empty for my self. The rest of the day did go much better than the start except for the moment me started to doze off during a lesson, but I was fortunate enough to get through with out making any other mistakes.

Lucky me.

I'm going to sleep.