No One Else; No More Bad News
So, the one thing I’d like to say for now, the one thing that I do mean, as if it even matters −
NO ONE ELSE DIE! OKAY?
Can we just put a hiatus on death and tragedy for a little while?!
Stories of this life gone astray
One year Challenge to lose weight and become a successful writer!
So, the one thing I’d like to say for now, the one thing that I do mean, as if it even matters −
NO ONE ELSE DIE! OKAY?
Can we just put a hiatus on death and tragedy for a little while?!
If I have to take him to the ER before tomorrow like I had to take my dad for basically the same thing, although Dad’s abscess was on his butt cheek, then so be it. I mean, what else can we do?
The fact remains: regardless of why crazy people and craziness happens in my life, I find myself unwittingly involved in uncomfortable, usually unfair, and always upsetting situations. Each new circumstance may involve different people or different elements, but deep down underneath it all, it’s the same ol’, same ol’. And I have to deal with it.
“Listen, good luck with your computer – and the feds if they come. Better the feds, though, than terrorist assassins who’ve figured out that you’re on to them and have no other choice but to kill you now, right?”
My creativity and sense of humor have gone into hiding over these last several months. I credit this to several things that have converged in my life.
This had not been the first disagreement Dr. Davis and I had had in class. This was, however, the first time I hadn’t backed down.