Sat on the sofa, munching on my cornflakes, I thought to myself: maybe this could be my day. It was Saturday, and things seemed promising – the birds were singing, the children were playing, and behind the closed curtains the sun was probably shining.  My friend Joss was having a house party in London, and I was excited. As I looked into my cereal bowl, I remembered not to get my hopes up. Life is a continuous cycle of high-expectations followed by crushing disappointment, an