What will be, will be

Last night was another of writing things I doubt will see the light of day. At least not anytime soon.

None of it is so bad to where extensive editing is needed, but it’s all too…me. Me laid bare and bleeding for all to see, but trying desperately to hide from sight. Me speaking of nothing specific, yet with sincerity and conviction. Me caught in an ever changing web and not even trying to save myself. Ya know, the normal stuff for, well, me.

I think the problem is there is too much going on right now to accurately list the good and bad, especially since the bad will eventually lead to good. I’m told almost constantly how it doesn’t do any good to get irritated over these things, that it will all sort itself out and, despite knowing he’s right, it still has an immediate, usually negative effect.

Yeah, I can stubbornly admit when he’s right about things. I even tell him from time to time. ;-)

In the meantime, there is much pain and confusion thanks to the confluence of everything, but there is also a great deal of happiness and contentment. Thanks also to the love and support of those I hold dear, life can only continue to get better.