No fate but what we make. When I saw that sign yesterday at the protest I couldn’t help but think how apropos it was to what I’m going through right now.
This weekend I stopped taking the melatonin and the Natural Calm and the Advil Night-time Pain Relief. You can spend only so many days walking through life under water. Those drugs amp up gravity, weight you down, tire you out. Instead of living your life you end up dragging it behind you like a bagful of garbage. It’s hard not to want to just let it go.
I need to clear my head.
I need to find my way back — fight back.
To be honest, before this sleep disorder made lunch of my life, I was never much of a happy guy. But after spending the past two-plus months watching the world pass by through a dirty bus window, I long for the day when I can break free of this twilight existence.
I really gotta get off that bus and back into the world of the living again.