Ah, the sarcastic joys one must push through to get through this rut of life. Oh well....life has been like a dark chasm...falling down, screaming, but never hitting the bottom...I'm hoping their are a bunch of pillows down there when I get to the end of this road. The loss of love can really darken ones doorstep, and bags that you drag with it feel like they weigh as much as a couple elephants. Such is life...hopefully I can drag myself into that little corner of sunshine and smile for a moment. |