It seems the only time I want to post to this blog...which, by the way, was named for the hopeless romantic that has seemed to diminish before my eyes, is when I feel like shit. There was no one thing that made today a shitty day but it was a series of "unfortunate events" all linked together to form a fucked up day.
Why do I want to blame my feelings on the vet, my daughter, my boyfriend, and my employer? Why do feelings have to have a "cause"? Can they not just be feelings?
I might change the name of this blog...but for now I will continue to feel what I feel and try to make sense of it. I will also give thanks and gratitude for what I have because that's the right thing to do.
