My Day

Carefree, I opened my eyes to a new day.
Hoping, perhaps, that getting up on time was a good sign.
Rising out of bed, I found some clothes to change
Into before I hit the shower. I got myself prepared
So that I could go outside somewhat presentable. The unlikable image
Tainted my mirror, but I got ready for school
Anyway. I slapped on my hat and headed out the door.

Crying inside, I desperately wanted a way out. Frustrated, I slammed the door
Hard behind me. Praying to God, I asked him to please let the day
Run smoothly. I knew the storm clouds above me were a bad sign.
I Ignored intuition to seek shelter. I figured the weather wouldn’t change
Significantly enough to affect my walk. Just in case, however, I got prepared
To make a mad dash. Falling ever slightly, the raindrops invoked an image
Attributed to disbelief. Failure surrounded me, as I ran to school.

Cold and frigid, I finally reached the ever distant school.
Hopelessly shaking, I opened up the cafeteria door.
Reaching for a warm treat, I realized I left my wallet at home. Gone was the good day
I was hoping for. My stomach yearned for nourishment, growling as a sign.
Stressing badly, I thought a return trip home could possibly change
The way my day has been going. I knew I wasn’t prepared.
After all, the rain was now pelting down intensely. I saw my image

Chanting insanely in the street puddles. The image
Heroically dashed into the rain, leaving the comfort of the school
Rapidly behind him. Shaking uncontrollably, I finally reached my front door.
I grabbed a new change of clothes, my wallet, and an umbrella. “This day
Sucks!” I thought to myself. Ironically, I laughed and said to myself, “To watch a sign
Toy with a sane mind, is to watch a blind man count change.”
Attention at full, I raced to class, finally prepared.

Carefully listening through all my classes, I prepared
Horrendously for the night ahead of me. The image
Rose of myself doing nothing but homework that night. I couldn’t believe how this school
Impressed upon me an unbelievable amount of hardship. My bedroom door
Slammed lightly as I came home from school for the day.
Turning the fan on high, I laid in bed hoping for a good sign.
A sign, perhaps, of a future that brings meaningful change.

I lay there, alone, with my door closed.
I seclude myself in darkness, resting from a long day. But I
See her… She’s there — Only keystrokes away. And I’m never prepared how
Her presence, if only for a second, can change a day full of torment
Into a day full of smiles.

Web Developer and Programmer
Writer and software engineer Ronald Huereca has been a developer at notable agencies like iThemes and 10up. His varied background has him working with WordPress since 2006, eventually creating his own plugin which, of course, lead to more. He spends quite a bit of his time volunteering with the WordPress project as a core and polyglot contributor. With all of his passions, writing has been the way Ronald expresses himself best. He has written both technical books as well as fiction. Some of his works include Project Mayhem, Mindefusement, and WordPress and Ajax. “You can only delay the inevitable” is his favorite quote. Ronald enjoys reading Stephen King and John Grisham. When he’s not writing, Ronald dreams of building websites filled with cats yawning, disclaimers his strong opinions, sings karaoke, and advocates for empathy surrounding mental health.

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