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A local winery, Grape Ranch 2001 Syrah Monteray, to be exact, and I hate red wine.
I just can't take it any more.
The anniversary of John Lennon's death, which brings back memories of one of my best friends, who absolutely loved John and killed himself over 15 years ago. The news of John's death came while I was at another best friend's home decorating her Christmas tree. She died a couple years later of cancer. My heart has never been the same since.
Elizabeth Edwards gone.
Aretha battling cancer.
Christmas, which drives me around the bend every year, reminding me I have no family left and very few friends that I would want to share the holiday with.
Work, where I'm tired of being excluded, underappreciated, and beat up on on an almost-daily basis, and where the fight over "Christmas gift shirts" is ridiculous because most of us are living paycheck to paycheck and could use $30 for Christmas dinner instead, but they can't do that because "it wouldn't look right."
The daily news and people's fucked-up belief systems, which would deny people life-saving surgeries, a roof over their heads, and food on the table because the rich need their fucking tax cuts.
Tired of feeling old and unwanted, thinking of my future, which looks more and more bleak thanks to the Repukes in Congress.
My only sanctuary is home, with my doggy and the lock on the door.
I'm tired of fighting, I don't have it left in me to fight anymore.
If you're feeling the same, tip a glass for me, will ya?
Peace....
(PD--I am still very thankful for DU....)
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