Overload
I guess I really don't need to get rid of Livejournal after all. Anyway, it seems that I can't escape the reality of death this past month. After my last post, the next day I found out that a wrestler, who I was rather fond of, killed his wife, kid, and self. I'm sure by now everyone has heard about, so I won't go into anymore details. All I can say, however, is that I think it's time for a break for the reality of life; seriously, it's beginning to creep me out. The past couple of nights I've had a difficult time sleeping, and tonight I'm feeling a little unpleasant, hence the reason for the journal. As pathetic as it might sound, I just feel unsafe. I just can't take much more of hearing about all of the sickness and sadness in the world and usually it doesn't get to me. But I suppose the mind and heart can only take so much.
I really don't watch wrestling anymore, but for some reason this whole "tragedy" has found a way through to me: I just feel sorrow and fear. When an explanation can't be found, the mind constantly seems to ask, "Why?"
Not only did I see this story on the news, but I had just found an article about five cheerleaders who died in a fiery crash. All five had just graduated a week ago. Then I believe there was a story of two parents leaving their baby in 90 degree heat while they jumped on a park ride.
So you can see my torment. It will pass in time, but what I need right now is something really laugh at; I need to see that the world has good side to it, too. By the way, even though I may be a bit sore in spirit, there are others who truly suffer..