It has been a hard few days. Nothing extraordinary has happned. No new catastrophes or anything like that. I am making every day count as best as I can. And yet, there is a lapse or a loss of something that I know I will never get back.
It is a basic sort of thing. It is the thing you always have inside of you that tells you you are special, and you are going to do something wonderful before it is all over... or at least before you are over the hill, on the other side of the hill or road. That feeling of getting prepared, always moving towards the end of doing something good, positive, world note worthy is trickling away. Tucking itself away for a rainy day. There will not be any great and grand thing done by me.
See there are too many other things to take care of like, the diabetes that has set in. The loss of tooth enamel and how do you replace that? So much to think about, it is too hard sometimes.
Too much and too hard so,
The idea of me doing something special, the knowing that it is in fact inevidible, is finally over, gone, through, escaped, left, walked, clocked, out.
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