Wrong Side of the Bed

I woke up this morning right after I shot myself in the head in my dream. Then thanks to the internet and social networking sites I read something I had no desire to know or read that sunk me even deeper into a mood. While walking to my car I passed a guy on his cell phone repeating over and over again "I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't do anything wrong." I've been awake for an hour and a half and I'm not feeling great about this day.