Life has to be something better than what we can see around us. It must be a kind of utopia that’s just beyond that hill, or just a little bit after the horizon. Whatever the case, it has to be there. I don’t see any other way on how this would work. I think it’s up to us to make life better than it is. Does that make sense? I sure hope it does to someone who’s reading this. If it does then I’ve done something right. If it doesn’t? Well that’s another story for another time.
I often wonder what this life has in store for me. There are some good things that have happened this year, some bad things as well. It’s been a mixed bag of nuts if you ask me. I’m not sure what to think about any of it most of the time. Yet here I am doing exactly that. Wondering. Waiting. Seeing what will happen because of it all. Let’s face it, life has been a mess for a while now. With this new diagnosis, I don’t know how to deal with a lot of it. I suppose that’s okay though. I mean, what more can I do about it? I’m not sure.
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