When something goes wrong
I’m the first to admit it
I’m the first to admit it
But the last one to know
When something goes right
Well it’s likely to lose me
It’s apt to confuse me
It’s such an unusual sight
I can’t get used to something so right
Something so right
I wish it were something so right I was trying to get used to. I’m looking for that something so right to be confused by. This is a dark time, literally and figuratively. Here I sit on January 26th. I barely slept last night, which is unusual for me. I could not get my mind to slow down. It seems everything is spinning out of control and my brain wouldn’t stop looking for a solution.
It’s been gray for weeks with barely a peek of sun. I saw in meditation yesterday afternoon and, for about five minutes, I actually felt the sun on my skin for the first time in days (seems like weeks). I like walking early in the morning to watch the sun come up, but I haven’t seen a sunrise in over a week because the sun’s always blocked by clouds.
Most of my friends are freaked out about Trump. You would think it’s the ed of the world. And, some headlines would have us believe that. China has announced they need more nukes so that Trump will respect us. Trump seems hell bent on destroying the environment. He’s trying to go forward with his Muslim ban and his wall, something most of us thought was all just bluster.
I’ve got friend dealing with cancer (multiple), friends dealing with divorce, friends dealing with kids in mental hospitals (multiples), friends dealing with depression from above factors.
Right now it seems like the sun will never shine again. Let’s hope it does and I have to start getting used to something so right.
