Now is the time I write a big long post about how I feel like shit and end it by looking at the bright side. Shit man there isn’t a bright side. The stuff that happens to us in life can be scarring and it undoubtedly makes us who we are…
I felt the pain of such scarring all day today. I felt it on the cruise ship and I’ll probably feel it some more tomorrow and the next day. Not very nice but what am I going to do about it?
I’m happy that the intertwining of the unspeakable and my life is coming to a close. No future plans for me to sit and think “She is suppose to be here…” and “I’m not suppose to be alone…” Hah all bullshit because if I wasn’t suppose to be alone I wouldn’t be…
I’m sailing off into the sunset alright…fists a flying middle finger erect waving it at the world. Getting hurt really sucks. It just keeps coming back again and again and again…