Getting through

It is complicated.  That's all I'm gonna say.

We the human race are the only ones that can get everything we have dreamed of and then go turn around and not want any of it, anymore.

Because that is who we are.  Because that is in our nature.

I apologize for the vagueness.  But I feel right now as though I am the mother of Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde, the daughter of Virginia Wolf and Michael Meyers and the I am no where near the things I hoped I was.

It has been one of those rough couple of weeks.  But I am still here.  Longing for a solution.  Longing for something to anchor onto.

And trying desperately to be good.  If any such thing exists.

But I'll be ok.

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