I want you to write a fictional story with switching emotions. Each sentence switches between negative and positive in mood/tone. The story should be about what happens when I walk home from work. Start with the negative tone.
Walking home from work, I worry that I will be stuck in the same cycle I've found myself in. But then, I think about the experiences and joys I've had at my workplace and realize just how lucky I've been. But then, as I'm walking, it begins to rain, forcing me to seek cover and immediately depressing me. However, something inspires me to run out into the rain as I jump into puddles and find simple happiness from the rain that I haven't had in a while. I look down, though, and realize my clothes have become a mess; no doubt I'll be spending extra time cleaning them because something must always go wrong. Though, I am so fortunate and glad that I have access to a washer & dryer, the convenience of clean clothes right from my own home! Trudging through the rain and getting wet, my despair grows as my stomach growls in weakness, signs that I'm starving. And as luck would have it, I find a burger restaurant on the way home and eagerly jump inside for warmth and food! I'm worn down by the prices, though; it figures that everything has become so expensive these days, and my pockets have such little to pay with. Thankfully, my eyes scan a dollar menu, and I order something delicious to enjoy for quite a cheap price! 

I have to leave, though, and no doubt I'm going to get soaked down to the bone when I leave. But wouldn't you know it, I see sunshine and not a drop of rain in sight, clearing up the way for my walk! I start to feel the soreness in my legs and wonder if I'll ever make it home, the weakness of my body evident. So I give a good stretch, waking up my sleeping limbs, and I'm healthy and good to go! Along the way, I see a group of puppies, alone and no doubt cold and scared. But I was relieved to see their mother dog quickly come by, offering a meal she had found to her pups. Finally, I see my meager apartment and think about how little I truly have. But I shake that feeling off because I am fortunate to have a full belly, a decent job, and a safe home.