Life has been a bit like the weather lately. Mostly dark, stormy and not enjoyable in the least. Every once in a while I can see a little blue sky on the horizon and it reminds me that it won’t stay like this forever.
There will be days, perhaps months from now, that I will wake up and not be disappointed that I did. There will be sunshine once more. Someday I won’t be living below the poverty line and the stress of how do I feed my kid and pay rent? will ease. I hold out hope for that. I have given up on the idea of romantic love, but hold tightly to the love and kindness of my friends.
There isn’t much to do about the storm, but wait it out.
