It's funny how every day has a way of surprising you. Regardless of how familiar each morning or afternoon seems, at least one thing is always different...and depending on how a chain of events fits together, reactions and moods can range from "I hate my life" to "It's okay, the muck doesn't matter because I have something else to be happy about."
Today is one of the latter for me. Well, it wasn't until about two hours ago. It was gray and rainy, as usual...and I had the usual feelings of wondering which way my life was going to turn. And then a tiny glimmer of "maybe this will work out" came my way, and even though I may not be any further than I was two weeks ago, I'm holding out hope that I'll be able to get out of here and start my life as an independent, productive member of society.
And it would be really, really, really nice to put a slight buffer between my parents and me. Just a thought. That I think about a lot.
Fingers crossed and hands folded in prayer. I need this.
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