(Inspired by the anthem of a man who knows pain, but shows up anyway.) Let’s just say it: Today f*cking sucks. Your eyes burned before they opened. Your head’s pounding. Your soul? Silent. Heavy. Like someone parked a goddamn semi on your chest and walked away with the keys. Maybe you didn’t sleep. Maybe you lost someone. Maybe you lost something — a deal, a friend, a shot you thought was finally yours. Maybe it’s the weight of everything. Maybe it’s nothing at all. But whate