So..

I sit here with a blaring headache.. awaiting 2am for my little man's dose.. and I am just feeling bad all around.

I hurt physically, mentally and emotionally and I have no idea when things are going to get better.. If they do.. and for how long. Things just don't gel for me, never have and never will. I wish to be free os ill and death and sadness but I know it will never come. My soul has a job to do but I haven't figured it out yet.. nor do I think I will get the chance to in this shell.

I will have to come back again to this world to try and fulfill things.. all necessities. I hate it, despise the longing for peace and the lump in my throat that says I may never finish my task for a very long time.. It scares me mostly.. but I know it has to be done.

I wish I had my Lady by my side to help me, along with my Goddess to guide me and my God to keep the harsh tempers of imbalance in the skies out.. I might be free..

I want that day to come...

And fast..

But I have only been punished for wishing it sooner..

So.. bring on the Storm..