It feel a little bit like the world is upside down and inside out.
Got a situation where they dropped me into the damn desert and I either figure out how to march out of there or lie down and wait for the sand to cover me.
I am not particularly good at just lying down and taking it so I am going to face it alone as usual.
That is just how it is, there is no running away or hiding.
There is only walking through hell, covered in gasoline and tar, but moving ahead.
Might be easier than expected because the fear of the unknown always makes things worse.
It is what the old man would say to me along with you can only do your best and that is all you can do.
Well…I did it and now we find out what the outcome of it all is.
The blister has been pricked and the bubble has been burst.
It is a bit disconcerting, but mostly I am angry.
The gloves are off.
