Up at 4 a.m., just like yesterday. Another day, the same old struggle. In between the massive forces pressing in upon me, I must be getting close to becoming a diamond. They say things are never as bad (or good) as they seem. Could be, but that offers little comfort.
I found this in a book recently: "Nothing is a big deal. It's whatever it is, and then it's something else." For me, that feels like putting on a long lost favorite shirt.
I found this in a book recently: "Nothing is a big deal. It's whatever it is, and then it's something else." For me, that feels like putting on a long lost favorite shirt.
