Yes, everything's horrible.
Yes, your computer is 60, and disease ridden.
Your granmother isn't getting any better. Your free time is dwindled to nothing and a good place to put it is right next to your privacy. Your family's in debt. You're going to have to move. Your motivation to write is gone. You may have to undertake buying the new computer or laptop on your own. Your uncle's sick and you can't do anything about it. You're constantly sick now between your brother using the computer and your grandmother sleeping in your bed. You're lonely to the point of no prospects to where you're considering online dating. You might be in the worst physical condition of your life between the World's Smallest Couch and standing at work all day. You might be the most depressed you've been since 9/11.
BUT.
Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: You don't give up.
When in doubt, review previous paragraph and repeat as necessary.
And maybe Friday when the dust has settled, you strap the Wordpad back on. Brian and Holly miss you.
Only One Yellowcard
4/26/06
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5 comments:
That's a great quote and definitely the way I see things. Things will get better for you, man. They have to. You're not goin' out like this. Not the Butch I know. -Aaron
Like all things in life, this too must pass. I'm not even going to say that things have to get better. THEY WILL. I garauntee it.
Keep your head up.
It's always darkest before the dawn, Butch. You have to bear that in mind. So do I.
Jesus Christ! What is with the sudden slew of blog changes?
Adapt or die. Survival of the fittest, kid. :)
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