Like the woman lacing herself up in the corset, I feel very uncomfortable and uptight about so much right now. I am on my usual path doing my usual thing and bang, something comes up that makes me wonder if I made a wrong turn somewhere. I did not find myself in my beautiful house, with my beautiful wife, but still I say how did I get here? And why has the word beautiful become so distasteful to me recently?
Ah me! I am recovering from the aftertaste of strawberry/orange juice splashers. It burns a little. I must be off my game and tired. I am hoping tomorrow (which has actually become today) improves. In the mean time I am left wondering about how uncomfortable I am currently feeling. I feel estranged and separate from those I love. I know I am raw with hurt and frustration and I must be carrying it around like a cheap purse so all can see my shame. I will shake this and I will get better, my life will improve and I will return to my beautiful wife and my beautiful house and the word beautiful will once again ring true and sincere. I will be better, I promise.
