Don't plant your bad days. 

 

They grow into weeks. 

 

The weeks grow into months.

 

 Before you know it you got yourself a bad year.

 

 Take it from me. 

 

Choke those little bad days. 

 

Choke 'em down to nothin'. 

 

They're your days. 

 

Choke 'em!

 

-  Tom Waits -