That’s just the way it is
February 13, 2007 | Filed under: Straight Jacket
“If you’re going through hell, keep going.” ~Winston Churchill
If I could find the proper analogy for this, I would use it. I don’t think that there are words from the English language that I could put into almost paragraph form that would adequately describe this.
I’m standing on a street and everything is moving past me. Everything is normal. Postal trucks go by, a woman walks her terrier, a man is gently stroking the top of his child’s head as she is nestled into a bjorn. Meanwhile, I’m just standing and staring and everything keeps moving – just like normal – everything except for me.
I want to write fuck a million times and tell the truth, but I cannot. I just suffer and tell Kris and pray that my head doesn’t explode from the ridiculousness of it all. And of course a little self medication.
Thin mints, Amy’s Kitchen mac & cheese and Augusten Burroughs. Shockingly enough, NO WINE. So not only am I miserable but hell has apparently frozen over.
VP of Dior says:
doll, you NEED wine. don’t deny it.
but seriously, i know how you feel. great post. please gchat with me anytime about anything you want to get off your chest.
and yes we will coordinate a visit to Wonderland soon!
Dagny says:
No wine? I need to go shopping for a new wardrobe. I am not prepared for hell freezing over.
Gooseberried says:
Well…Happy Valentine’s Day. Hope things turn up better soon.
metalia says:
Hope you’re doing okay, and that everything works itself out.
(Find some wine!)
Marci says:
Limp Bizkit’s HotDog song comes in handy during times like these. I’m just sayin’.
justjenny says:
“I want to write fuck a million times and tell the truth, but I cannot.”
That is one amazing line.