Sunshine and roses

It is unusual for me to be walking in such a dark place, but today I am.

I am blessed in so many ways that writing about the darkness feels wrong, but I suppose honesty should supersede style.

Life isn't always sunshine and roses.  Sometimes it is swampy and full of toads and when that happens maybe I should just make toad juice.  As long as I didn't have to drink it, it might make me feel better.

I had almost forgotten how hard it could be to be stuck in such a dark place. It has been years since I felt like this.  Honestly I wanted to write a sarcastic, or funny thot conveying the feelings without being in them, but that really wouldn't have been honest.

In the end, I just did what I always do.  I took care of one miserable chore after another, then went to school and finished up some other things afterwards.  Now I actually feel much better.

I suppose that is the only cure --  just do what needs to be done, admit how I felt doing them and get on with it.