Thoughts... Just Thoughts

The cycle of life is hard to decipher. I'm all in the gutter trudging through muck looking for a light at the end of the pipe. My girlfriend from high school is finally emerging as what she wanted to be two decades ago and shedding one of her businesses to keep building her new one. One of my old friends is still laying low... very low in the depths of New York City. And another old friend just arrived in Iraq for yet another tour... this time 6 months.

Each day feels like another stab to the gut, blood loss slowly draining me. I try to smile. Try to stay up-beat. But the reality is slowly sinking in and the feeling is just brutally numbing. Hope slips slowly from my fingers. But everything keeps moving forward, and I remind myself that I need to do the same. If I stop, I become an unmoving rock with the world flowing around me... slowly wearing away my exterior... my identity... my essence. I must move on... and find a place to grow anew... just like fresh flowers in Spring, I just need to find a place to land and start anew.

Sigh.