Friday, January 11, 2013

The Black Dog In The Dark Night (Of My Soul)

Not a normal post for me, but...

I have always struggled with the Black Dog, and as my daughter pointed out to my wife, "He always does this during Christmas". 

Shit.  I hate doing this.  I hate was it does to my family, my co-workers, and everybody else stuck around me.

Times like these, I read the news and despair.  I've tried to live my life right, only to see that greed, corruption, and fraud prevail - honesty, diligence, and trust are for chumps.

 I know it's just me, but it seems like the world's going down the drain, my country's going down the drain, and we're all just along for the ride.  My wife tells me not to read the news when I get like this - she's probably right.

All one can do is grab your bootstraps, pull yourself up, and get on with it, but it is hard - the bloom came off of this rose a long time ago.

Man, I really am a downer. 

I'm sorry my daughter, my wife, you deserve better.