Ever have one of those days that is just fucked from the start?
I woke up at 2 a.m., I had gone to bed and crashed out at 9 or so, maybe it was like 830. Who really cares. I got new pain meds yesterday and they work so well, I did not even get my bra off before I fell on my pillows. I was in my jammies. Small blessings. I dunno if I had dreams. I felt nothing at all about anything. I am not sure what that means. No dreams of relatives long gone, nothing I woke up at like 7, Steve's alarm did not wake me. Sort of nice on my day off - well sort of day off. I had a meeting at noon. I watched TnT all morning. I am just not big on charmed. I dunno if it is because for the longest time I desperately wanted to be Wiccan. Anyway, was gonna have some rice crispie treat cereal but it was mostly gone. Depression set in. Yesterday I picked an assload of black raspberries. Three pounds. So, I got up and got dressed and ready for the day. I do not have exciting days. I have mundane days and boring evenings. Steve is at work and will home for a few brief moments before he goes to Dungeons and dragons. Last night it was Masonic Lodge, Thursday I bet he works all night. But, hey, we have friday together. Sounds like a peach of a deal. I am so not happy about this. I feel like a tiger handler in a circus. Sometimes you eat them and sometimes they eat you.
Ever feel this way? Ever feel like your bloody life means jack shit? What sort of mark have *I* made on this world? I have pissed a lot of people off. This is true. Can't take any of it back, nor would I.....I just wonder if anyone knows I exist? Probably not.
Ever feel this way? Ever feel like your bloody life means jack shit? What sort of mark have *I* made on this world? I have pissed a lot of people off. This is true. Can't take any of it back, nor would I.....I just wonder if anyone knows I exist? Probably not.