I know nobody reads these posts. I just write to get these feelings out of my head, in hopes of gaining some modicum of mental peace. I’m tired of dealing with the world, its current state and it’s cast of whack-jobs that inhabit it. And that includes me.

So, here I am, yelling at the wind…again. Wondering why I am here, what my purpose is and getting impatient for some sort of epiphany to answer all my questions.

Yeah, like THAT’S going to happen.

At times, this cacophony in my head puts me in a dark place. This time is no different…well, a little different, I guess.

I’m a bit more angry. And that scares me. I feel as though I am losing my footing while wading across a fast running river. I can’t remember a time when I’ve not been in some sort of discomfort or pain (mostly physical.)

Yeah…I’m complaining. So what? Nobody is reading this – I am sending this into the void, and way from me. I’m tired of dealing with all of the sanctimonious shits and the entitled and snotty Millennials. They all need to go away. This Boomer is still kicking.

I have to hold on until Thursday, until my “appointment.” Maybe it will help me, and (then again) maybe it won’t. Who knows?

I’m all alone.