*note: if a word looks like it should have a "w" and doesn't, please just mentally add one - my "w" key keeps sticking and i don't always catch it*
sometimes life hands you a fist full of what was in it's pocket and then tells you to do something brilliant and smart with it. well today i was handed to fist fulls, and i think i handled it with decorum, or at least i hope i did. i guess, in a way, this is my fault in that in life i rarely look past the surface of things - not usually giving it more thought that i think it requires to merely get through. i think this might have been a wake up call to open my eyes.here's to another late night, and another full day. hopefully i can make it through with grace and dignity, and not kill anyone. i hope that i haven't royally messed things up - because i don't know if i could take it if i have. i think life loves to throw curve balls when it's the bottom of the ninth, bases loaded, full count and the team at bat is down by three - just to see how you'll handle it. so i'm going to warm up and give it a go - i fail, i'll be sad, but in a few days there will be another game. just gotta keep breathing...
So, is the W key back to normal? No that was not how I thought I would start this comment...
ReplyDeleteGood to know that you handled it well, or at least you believe you did. And it's not your fault. It's human behavior to believe what we see rather than giving it a deep thought. That reminds me of something.. some time back, I used to follow a blog... i have lot track of it. I think it's time to revisit that.
Good luck for the next game... just don't let the hope die inside you... I am sure you will score a home run soon...
it still sticks, but I traded computers with my sister; this w key works just fine.
ReplyDeleteThis game has gone into extra innings, and the fans are starting to loose hope; there is however still that one die hard fan who is still going at it. I hope that I hit that home run soon too, I cannot lose this game. It's not an option.
I think some days are better than others, but then I remember what I've lost (hopefully just for the time being) and it breaks my heart. But I keep breathing, keep trying to live, listen to some tunes, and try and get through the day.
What blog was it, if you don't mind me asking? Why did you stop reading it?