Mom’s sick. A wicked combo of cancer and a weak heart. Not sure if she’ll make it through the year. Trying to prepare for that. Can’t seem to do it.
I’m doing my best to help her, but certain forces undermine me occasionally…and it really messes me up.
I don’t know what to do about it because this “certain force” is a close family friend who sometimes doesn’t think things through and makes decisions without telling me that really fuck up my day.
So here we are.
If these aren’t trying times, I don’t know what are.
The political arena is about as fucked up as it ever was, worse when you consider it’s a post Trump presidency, and yet millions of people would vote for him again.
It’s a bizaro, upside down world, and there’s no end in sight.