As it comes, It GOE$!

The sadness seeped over me, like a thick blanket. I felt it down to my bones. I felt the call of sugar plums and caramels, chocolates in cheerful wrappers and brightly colored gum drops--the colors only chemicals can make. And I waited. And I wrote. And I waited.

I wanted for something outside me to dampen it. It felt like this moment was the only moment of all moments. What did it matter then, if I left reality. What the hell was reality good for? Why should I bother...but somehow, I held on to that strand hanging there. Just one little strand, like little pearls. And hanging on turned minutes, into pages, and into sleep. And then I taught

The world opened up and changed just like that. Engaged. Learning with another person. And seeing the lights go on. This excites me, and brightens my world. And I am so happy now that I hung on. Barely, but it's the end result that counts.