Helena

 I'm having this horrible day and I'm thinking it's done I'm weak and unhappy and miserable I'm thinking I'm tired, I'm mad at the universe, I'm mad at life. Then I get a message from my guidance counselor's intern, giving me my counselor's phone number and telling me to text her. Suddenly, I feel my heart beating faster. Is it about my research? Is it because I haven't sent her any updates? Is she mad at me? Is she going to chew me out? Now, I'm basically in desperation What does she want with me? And, then, she sends me a picture of a book. A book that will help me on my research, being basically 25% of what I need for it. So I sight, in relief, and I start talking to her about what I had already come across. In minutes, I'm cheered up. I go from miserable and inert to slightly excited, feeling a flame warm up my heart. I feel the need to get up and read the book she indicated to me. And I think something like "Why? Why do peop