Highs and Lows…
I’ve been feeling great these last few months, stopping occasionally to weep in my bed over this and that. I’ve been feeling especially great since I’ve been home, since I’ve had my horse, since everything has seemed so perfect.
And then for a day or two I’ll hit a low, and I’ll think: Why do I have to feel this way? Why must this cloud of impending doom hang over my head so that all I want to do is lay in my bed listening to bad country music and eating Cheez Whiz straight from the jar?
I suppose the good thing here is that working in BerryLand forces me out of bed every day, forces me to continue in the land of the living. I like my job, I love being here, I wish every day could go by like the last six have gone.
At the same time, though, the Cheez Whiz and the music sound pretty good right about now.

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