Nothing in particular happened today that would make it so intolerable, perhaps a minor but slightly jarring incident, initiated by some force of nature that cannot be blamed or scolded like gravity or sleeplessness or wind, but nothing I can really put my finger on.
Please! I would just like to go home, have a bath, eat some pizza and ice cream, play with my dumb dumb dog and call it a day.
So dearest today - that's enough. I kind of hate you for no reason at all, so please just get out of my face.