A couple days since I have had the wherewithal to write, and I am finding that I regret not chronicling what I have been going through, if only to examine it so I can find this suffering’s purpose or the good within it.
But maybe that is the problem with me. I tend to cling to what happens to me and around me, to roll it over and over to try to make sense of it all. If I have learned anything from that book I am reading, it is to just let it all float by. So today this is all I will write, because of the fear that a long post would be filled with crazy angsty crap full of excuses. I think I will use writing more to just mark the day. So today I mark this day full of insanity, but I let it float on by, for now.