belated

For a million personal reasons that I won't go into,
these past few days have been awful.
The not eating, not sleeping kind of awful.
I perpetually feel like there's a knot in my stomach,
or that some giant fist is suckerpunching me,
over and over and over.
And it doesn't stop.
The last thing I wanted was to come into work today,
but I'm so glad that I did, because I found this:

Reason number 5 million why I have the best boss in the world.
He remembered my favorite kind of muffins.
That one tiny gesture has made the rest of my day so much better
than the sad way it began.

Now I'm trying to figure out a way to pass that on,
and hopefully make someone else's day a tiny bit better.