Why do things look worse, bleak, sadder in the early hours of the morning, as opposed to when the sun is up?
Was an ass to my T but she's still willing to make time for me this morning. I'm afraid it may not go well. Or more likely, that I won't believe her.
I'll probably keep pushing and pushing until she finally throws in the towel.
I was feeling better yesterday but it didn't stop me from being a jerk to her.