Odd word it is. Catching a break, a breaking heart, a break (as in a rest).
My one little happiness that I’ve been clinging to, gone. Friday is apparently my last day at the library job I was enjoying. I guess I’m just not that bright. I thought I was doing a good job. I must have misunderstood. I thought they were going to cut my hours back in the fall, not cut them entirely.
Can’t seem to catch a break. I think I need a break from life.