the flu is misery

Dec 23, 2005 20:39

More than anything, I just want to wake up and feel like I have purpose and go to bed feeling like I did something with the time available to me. And, really, I just want to be happy.

I shouldn't depend on the New Year to somehow inspire immense change in me or even my interpretation of the world. Miracles don't come when requested, though a deli line would be forming around the block of my nearest places of worship, I'm sure, if such a thing worked. But, like a good American, I believe the hype around this "magical" time of the year. Like many young women who were exposed to ugliness much too young, I fight to keep a hold on innocence and the belief that good things happen to good people and that God will never lay upon me more than I can handle. Divine intervention: where are you when I need you most?
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