Thursdays that aren't half days anymore

If you wanted to know-
Half of today was lovely, and half of it was horrifying.
Both halves overlap at some point, so there's an excess bit of today that was okay. Of course, all before half past six this evening.
The horrifying bits were painful (in a I've-been-hit-in-the-face-with-realization- kinda way), were stretched, were absurd. The lovely only came with half of the horrifying bits.

One of the open boxes (funny how I've only just realized there was more than one) was anger.
There's a difference between drama and drama in psychology though-
Here, we're merely opening boxes to access those feelings.
So.

But if you're asking me about today, I'd tell you it was okay.
It was.