I feel like just stopping everything and crying. Grieving. Not for anything in particular. But for everything. Cleansing. I feel like growling out one of those animal-like battle cries, as loud as I can make it. I feel angry. I feel lost. Honestly, I feel beyond irked and ready to take on whatever comes my way. I want time to myself. Which I've had, to an extent. But, more than that, I want to stand up again and show myself that I'm not going to quit. And continue on with what I aim to do. Most of all, I miss my friends and I feel heartsick. But, even if I can't visit them, they are there, supporting me, just as I support them.
I have no idea who I am. All I can say is let's rock hard.
Sore, particularly where I got my tetanus shot yesterday, my arm is really sore. Though, I can't be too angry about it, because if I hadn't been trimming the trees in the back yard with a rusty box cutter I wouldn't have accidentally cut my hand, and then I wouldn't have had to go get the shot. I could have put it off for another couple of years at least. So, yes, I'm sore.
"I have never in my life envied a human being who led an easy life; I have envied a great many people who led difficult lives and led them well."