Life is obnoxious when…

You’re so tired of everything crappy in life that not even your passions interest you.  Those days are bad.  Very very bad.  I don’t like them.  Maybe I’ll get to go dance and a very good friend of mine will be there and life will be better.  But I’m tired.  I want to just go away somewhere for a very long time.  But I can’t do that, because that would be running and running away from your problems doesn’t solve them.  I will survive.  Probably only survive through the love of my family, a few fantastic friends, little kids, writing, music and dancing, but I’ll survive.

(It’s a good song)

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