|Journal: Storm weathered|
Inconsequential disasters... seemingly a fitting title for the description of the past few weeks of events. Inconsequential in that they aren't a direct result of my own terrible deeds or mindless debauchery. It seems I was given a storm to weather, and though I find a disgusting taste left in my mouth from such unearned deathly gifts. Ugh I just want this time to pass. I've buckled down through this series of catastrophic events. Though in comparison these times are nothing compared to the rest of my life, just a different type of problem. This is the first time I've been stricken with any kind of serious illness... Tomorrow I find out just what it is, if its curable, and what to do to manage it. I'm hoping I walk back in to that consultation room and they say "Hey Tony, you just have stress"... best scenario I guess... then at least I could control it a bit more.
Despite the inpenetrability of that dark cloud a ray of sunshine has broken through. A ray that seems to be slowly dimming as well... Everyone has to have a problem, maybe I just wasn't in a position to accept this hopeful ray... Not sure if I could give him my all... at least it doesn't seem he's able to give me his. It's rather interesting that the crippled child is the one giving more. Oh well I guess. Fix one problem at a time.
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