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Even though you were the one who approached me when I was sitting on the back deck, when I was gazing unfocused at the maple trees, and you said, "You look like you're in a lot of pain today."
I made the mistake of acknowledging that. I further spoke of my lack of access to the option of a strong drink or a strong drug, neither of which I regretted the absence of access thereto, much as I'd like one or the other right now.
But I won't have one, nor will I have the other. I'll work through the pain, though I'm sorry I said that "P" word again.
This night will soon be over, and I'll not be sorry to see the end of it. Tomorrow promises to be another glorious spring day like today was, and I look forward to enjoying it as I enjoyed today.
Stop yelling, would you please? Stop yelling at me, and please stop yelling at our son.
Just stop. Please. We can start again tomorrow, and as with every day, I'll count it as a blessing if I can walk.
Isn't that enough to look forward to?
Redstone
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