Meh, take more than this to bring me down.
Things are pretty good.
The sun is shining. I've got heat. I've got food. Got a beautiful woman sleeping in my bed.
I'm not greedy.
Some days are a struggle, but dam what kind of fortitude would I have if they were all easy?
I don't panic and I don't run.
So my only option is forward and to take care of business.
I mean you all do know that I know I was bitching about fixing stuff that lots of people don't even have.
I know that.
I appreciate that I have to fix it. Because there was a time when I didn't have this stuff to fix. I wished I had stuff to fix.