When attempting to console myself, how often have I used the expression "Things could be worse"? More times than I could possibly recall. It seems an easy go-to. And it's no wonder why. It can be quite comforting to put into perspective just how good you really have it when compared to the lives of others far less fortunate.
So, totally not going for the lame "oh my god it's been so long since I've made an entry I almost forgot I had a livejournal" or whatever, but seriously
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I've just got this peculiar feeling I can't get rid of. Like some funny voice in my head that won't go away, and it keeps telling me things I don't want to hear, but there it is. I don't know why, but I just have a very, very odd feeling that this year is going to be my last.
So busy. So, so fucking busy. Sorry, I've simply got no time to write. Too much going on in life. Some good stuff, some shitty stuff, but all of it keeping me going in a million directions at once. My multi-tasking skills are really being put to the test these days. I'll write more when I can.
I've seen things you people wouldn't believe: attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion; I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser gate. All those moments will be lost in time...like tears in rain. Time to die.
Dwar Ev ceremoniously soldered the final connection with gold. The eyes of a dozen television cameras watched him and the subether bore through the universe a dozen pictures of what he was doing
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Nurse: Excuse me, doctor, do you have a moment? Doctor: A moment? What's the question? Nurse: More of a situation; a gentleman in Exam 3. Doctor: What's the problem? Nurse: That is the problem: we're not sure
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