It is after 2:00 a.m. I awoke with my buddy cats lying up against me. It was nice to feel and know that I could get up, make a cup of coffee, and be on my computer for a bit. When my Chronic Fatigue Syndrome attacks me, there could be ten naked women dancing out in living room and I could not get up to watch them. Sometimes it feels good to be alive. I am hungry again. I think I will go toast a raisin bagel, spread some butter substitute and fruit preserves on it, peel a banana, and enjoy. Then I will take two types of pain pills, soak in a warm tub of water, and then go back to bed.
Posts You May Be Interested In
A friend sent this to me..As far as I can see, grief will never truly end.It may become softer overtime, more gentleand some days will feel sharp.But grief will last as long as Love does - ForeverIt's simply the way the absence of your loved onemanifests in your heart. A deep longing accompaniedby the deepest Love some days. The heavy fog mayreturn and the next day, it may recede.Once again, it's...
Today is my 25th birthday, to my somewhat lack of surprise I can see already no one really seems to care. I've always been the kinda person to make sure that everyone I Care about feels appreciated and knew somebody had their back. I can count 4 times this year when I Went out of my way to make sure a "friend" felt good on their birthday, especially if they got left hanging. Its early in the...