Rolling With Punches
Feb. 28th, 2005 06:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mlerulesHere's a way to deal w/things: don't let 'em get you down. Change what you can, accept what you cannot - or at least don't stress too much - and/or work towards changing it/them/the circs which allow not-so-niceness to recur. Life's not perfect. People certainly aren't. Yet I deserve...perhaps more than I'm getting. Guess that's too flipping bad though.
Throat's sore. Started last eve, getting worse by the hour. I canNOT succumb to illness, 'specially not before Wed's observed lesson (1st grade Language Arts - sequencing: telling a story in order: first we..., next we...then we...finally we...). This whole final step seems in some ways / at some times so arbitrary and anticlimactic.
In some areas of life anticlimatic well expresses the current sitch (not-so-stormy), which is a good thing.
Trust. Am I foolish to trust? Could be. Time will tell... (Hope not.)
Throat's sore. Started last eve, getting worse by the hour. I canNOT succumb to illness, 'specially not before Wed's observed lesson (1st grade Language Arts - sequencing: telling a story in order: first we..., next we...then we...finally we...). This whole final step seems in some ways / at some times so arbitrary and anticlimactic.
In some areas of life anticlimatic well expresses the current sitch (not-so-stormy), which is a good thing.
Trust. Am I foolish to trust? Could be. Time will tell... (Hope not.)
