A Real Bad Day

I have just written my absoute shortest story.  The gourp was "we are never too old to follow our dreams" and my response was, "now I just have to figure out what they are"

This is the same thing.  I have a rough few years and some of the details are cronicled here on ep.  Things sort of came to a head this past New Years and I thought I was ready to throw in the towel.  I decided to stick it out, but did set up a diary/blog just to follow my own thoughts.  Things have not really improved.   I don't talk much about my problems but they really haven't gone away.  I used to be positive and had a pretty good ego.  I had solved plenty of problems and climbed plenty of mountains (figurativly and literally).  Maybe I am just getting too old.  There is not a male on my side of the family tree who lasted past 62.  My own father died at 59, I am 58 will be 59 this year.  If I find out who I am maybe I'll last longer, but I don't hold out much hope

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Mar 9, 2010