There’s a real chill in the air tonight. You realize Summer is almost over. The months all flew by just like that. And now we’re on the verge of Fall. Sheesh! What a name for a season. FALL. We’re taking a fall. And it’ll be 6 months until we finally Spring back to life.
This last year was one of the most stressful and traumatic I’ve ever had. I don’t want to go into the details, but it’s the first time in my life when I ever seriously considered killing myself. But somehow I got through it. And now I’m sitting here a year later, having survived it…. looking back on the year that was, with this sort of wistful feeling…. what do they call it?…. “bloodied but unbowed.” Like when you pull yourself out of a terrible car crash and you’re stunned but you slowly realize you still have all your limbs.
None of us asked for this life. We’re thrown out here into this weird, weird world. And you just try to figure it out on the fly. Dealing with whatever life dilemmas happen to be thrown in your way. “Deal with this, motherfucker.” That bit. This life is not easy. I’ve never been envious of anyone, no matter what their station. I’ve never met a human being who had an easy ride.