Dear Universe

I have had a bad day.

Not your regular I-was-late-for-work-and-everything-went-wrong kind of day. More like I-don't understand-people-anymore-and-sometimes-I-just-don't-know-what's-wrong-with-me type.

Maybe there is nothing wrong with me. Maybe there is something wrong with you. Universe, please unconspire yourself against me. I know I've been good. Why are you hurting me? Am I this despicable? Am I that boring?

You and I had some fun times in our days. Why are you doing this?

Please feel free to shoot me(.) a note.

Thanks!