The clouds have dissipated and the sun is shining. At least within my heart.My best friend and I are back where we ought to be. My oldest friend is rolling with the punches a little better and consequently feeling a little better about her life, too. While my workload has been a blessing, it's also manageable. I have a bitchin' new mattress, which amazes me anew each morning as I awaken several inches higher than I was last week. I sense that things in my life are going to continue moving along on a higher plane. I hope so, at least.
It's not depression if I get sad when bad things happen. It's life. I hope that I was able to maintain my sense of humor, if not my sense of proportion, while the thick, dark clouds were casting a shadow over me.
