For all things lost, there is a benefit. I don't know exactly what that benefit is right at this moment, but I know that there is one. I'm working somewhere between "keeping alive spiritually" and "staying on life support everywhere" - and I'm sure that the benefit in question is buried somewhere beneath the line.
That's what I want. I don't know what else I'm looking for, but it's there. I'm sure of it. Beneath the line, beneath the times, beneath the waves of despair and fury that threaten to capsize and drown this boat I'm barely keeping afloat on.
And also, I could use some sanity right about now. Using what's left of it seems to be quite taxing, and to be honest: it's a bit unnerving.
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