So, life is good, to be alive. Every morning you wakeup, is a gift. Embrace the day, and make it to the night. Forget about yesterday, it don't exist anymore. Don't stress about tomorrow, because you may not be there.
I fed Whitey and his two remaining friends this morning, in the rain. I have no other purpose in this world, but to drive to the Park, despite everything. I know I said I was quitting, but I lied.
I spilled my personal health out to the world yesterday. I don't know why, I wasn't expecting sympathy, and I got none.
Having a big white duck come waddling towards me as I sit under cover from the rain, is the highlight of my sad existence. My hand full of seed is his friend, I should swoop him up and bring him home.
It's a wonderful life, so they say. Now if I could just figure out how to embrace it. Actually, I'm tired. I wish I had a partner, a lover, but everything is way beyond that.
If I didn't still have some money in my stash, I would probably check out now. But I do, and damn if I don't want to spend it on something that makes me feel alive!
What to do?