The occasional thoughts of someone who has never managed to keep a journal going once whatever crisis that spawned the journal in the first place has passed.
Monday, March 26, 2007
Sometimes...
the weather reflects your mood...your life as it stands at a particular moment.
It is raining right now. Raining like hell. There's a flash-flooding warning. There are concerns about wind. There may be hail.
Well, tomorrow is supposed to be sunshiney and pretty, so maybe that will turn everything around.
If it is any consolation, at least you don't have an eye doctor telling you your eye is about to implode from the pressure. Welcome to the world of glaucoma, judy...okay, not officially, but I've just about diagnosed myself now.
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Well, tomorrow is supposed to be sunshiney and pretty, so maybe that will turn everything around.
If it is any consolation, at least you don't have an eye doctor telling you your eye is about to implode from the pressure. Welcome to the world of glaucoma, judy...okay, not officially, but I've just about diagnosed myself now.
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