It’s another one of those days…
I’ve traded back pain for an irritating cold. I’m trying to get through the day.
I also need to get through tomorrow. Good news or bad news for someone close to me will arrive, and I’m worn out with praying/wishing/hoping for positive news.
I’m sick of bad news. I’m sick to death of it. I’m sick of the shadow that threatens to engulf my family at any moment. Didn’t I go through enough of this LAST September?
Outside, it’s grey, wet and miserable…mirroring my mood. Hell is, no doubt, the living embodiment of the current state of my sinus cavities.
Everything is in limbo. The big “pause” button of life has been hit, and I sit here…waiting, sniffling, dehydrated, and trying not to be terribly worried. By this time tomorrow, I’ll either be in great despair, or wondering why the hell I was so over-excited.
Let’s hope it’s the latter.
Positive energy. Think positive. Fingers crossed, rabbit foot rubbed, rosary prayed…
