sid

*Breathe in*

I've got to remember to take life slower. I'm getting entirely too frustrated with myself too easily. Remembering all those things I used to be able to do has been making me real depressed lately, and I'm feeling really alone all the time (mainly because I am. Just me and the fur-kids).

*Exhale*

Life has been nothing but unattainable dreams till this point, and when I dream these days, I know it will never happen. Planning for the future is just futile. Everything I hope and wish and pray (not that I believe in prayer) for just slips short of my grasp, and I'm forced to leave it dead on the side of the road...

I'm trying so hard to not be a depressing log of a person, but it's hard sometimes. Sure it could be worse. Anything anywhere could be worse depending on how you look at it. But this is my life that *I'M* living, and this may be the worst it gets for me. There probably is much, much worse ahead, or much, much better. That's the thing about life. You don't know. For all I know, I could be just a pointless blob on this planet.

And I guess, that's what I'm most afraid of. Being pointless.

I want to do great things with my time here. I just wish I had the energy and the strength to do them...

x0x0,
Sid