Windshield vs. Bug

 Some days you're the windshield. Some days you're the bug ...

There you are, flying along through life ... minding your own business. You've had a really crappy day and are enjoying the peace and quiet. All of a sudden, out of nowhere - BLAM! Bug meet windshield.

It probably wouldn't be so bad if it stopped at that. I mean, the initial impact hurts like hell but we've all been there. Right? It may take a bit of time but we manage to pick up and fly on. That is unless you find the windshield of one of those "kick 'em while their down" types. You know the ones I'm talking about. You hit the glass and they immediately douse you with glass cleaner shooting out full force from a hose hidden near the wipers. Still clinging to the windshield? Big mistake. Your perseverance and strong will warrant another shot of toxic cleaner along with a whack from the wipers. If you're not a smear on the windshield by now you're life has flashed before your eyes (depressing you even more) and you find yourself being thrown to the ground. Lying on the side of the road you keep hearing a mantra in your cracked head, "What does not kill us makes us stronger".

After a perfectly executed middle finger to the world, a much needed temper tantrum and several hours of crying you pick yourself up, dust your wings off and walk on home.

Today you may be a bug with a grouchy husband who is a victim of our failing economy, a teen son who has gotten way too big for his britches, an ex-husband who's a total ass with a wife who is his perfect match, bills in the mailbox and no money in the bank, not to mention the fact that the dog has just peed on your only address book ... while it was laying on your laptop.

BUT

Tomorrow you may be the windshield.