Just Me!! The Butterfly effect

Well tis time for me to see if I can find that land of dreams that everyone goes on about.

Its been a long day, tomorrow is a new one.

It has been a strange day, I knew something was brewing, but as always, when it hits it sort of manages to catch you offguard. Todays had me questioning everything, all that I am doing, all that I am, all that I want to be.

It seems that each time I think that things are going my way, going smoother than usual, someone/thing comes along and pulls out that there rug. Like it/they want me to work harder, try harder, just one obstacle after another.

At one point today, those books nearly went in the bin, at one point, no several points, I just felt like saying to hell with it all. And no there has been no major catastrophe, well not like my friends have had to face this week. Just another obstacle, that made me say why to everything.

It would be nice if just once, things would go smoothly, if things would just fall into place, instead of me having to fight for every inch.

It has been resolved, the thing today, but not before it made me fight, yet again, not before it made me question the sense of what I am doing, not before it made me take a long hard look at me.

And you know what? I think it is time I cut my hair, it is only an inch or so off my waist!

I watched the sunrise, a very sullen sun this morning, an orb of red as though she was angry still from the night before, bathed in grey cloud, she even refused to send out her pink tendrils to light the sky, and instead singed the edges of the clouds in a red haze. She has calmed somewhat since she rose, and is now back to the peaceful gold that she normally wears.

The moon last night seemed too to be somewhat tetchy wearing a deep orange instead of her normal silver. Perhaps they had words as they passed each other by? Or perhaps they have grown tired of watching mans follies?

The sky is grey and dark, though our lady of the day has just broken through and shone, though still she looks just like a ball in the sky., perhaps she is sulking still?

It seems to have been a bad week for many people, some of my friends are hurting, in different ways. The fates are especially cruel sometimes, they like to give us a jolt every now and then, to remind us we are but mortals, and they can pop by at any time and shake our world.

All we can do is be here if they needs us and supply what support and comfort we can.