Life is fickle. Hellish.
Anemic. Sickle cellish… Friends memories fade. You’re remembered by what you’ve made.
-MC P.B.
I had a run - which lasted for almost a month - of things being really fucking great. Sweet new job. Great show. Travelling. Seeing people I love. Being pretty damn happy about the general state of things. And in the past few days, it feels like everything is going to hell in a karmic shitstorm the length and breadth of which I haven’t experienced in years. Patrickt is still missing. A friend of mine told me that his partner has HIV. An old friend broke up with her boyfriend and had her car broken into. A marriage between a couple of people who mean a lot to me seems to be falling apart. People are getting fired for stupid reasons. What the fuck? Is this a phase of the moon? All I know is that I’m tired of watching people I love go through hard shit, and I think it’s about time for things to turn around.
I was just making the same observation to my husband the other day. I thought I was maybe just noticing it more, but it really is lots of shit happening to everybody. The whole world seems to be falling apart.
Yeah - things had been going super-bad for quite a while. I’ve been getting the least of the bad, but still, the delays on the project I was working on had me worried for a while as to wether I was going to get paid. Not good, but in the end not as bad as where a lot of others I know were, and still are.
Round of 4-leaf-clovers, anyone?
Thanks for caring, babe. Even more, thanks for calling. I needed it more than you know… in the mean time, things are looking up.
the Man and I spent a lot of good quality time together when I was home. He came home from work on his own (despite my not so enthusiasm for it) and spent most of the day with me. We talked, ALOT, and planted flowers int he yard. But mostly we TALKED. I felt sick and emotionally battered, so I just let him talk and pushed a little for his desires to be expressed…
we’re “unofficial”, not dating, not broken up, “unofficial”. He wants to work on it. So we are. it’s going well so far. and after reading the X-w’s recent journal post, I feel really good about that decision. *shrug*
Life is great for you… just tough on the luck for some of your friends… I’m worried about your friend… good luck finding him. I’ll say prayers for you all.
LOVE YOU.