The mirage that is life….

Topsy, turvy…

Crazy without calm…

Upside down and twisted around…

Thus has life become…

Surgery happened – the bone was worse than expected and required more work than planned. I find out more Tuesday.

Coming off of two weeks solid of pain meds is no flipping picnic – in fact, it bites.

So many things in life are just AFU at the moment, and it’s hard to tell what ties in to what… Meanwhile, I’m living in a state of ballancing between euphoria and just wanting to pull the blankets up over my head and wish the world to go away and wake me when it’s all over…

There are new hopes, new dreams on the horizon – so far out they shimmer tauntingly like a mirage. And I wonder, do I steer toward these glimmering things, risking all or turn away before I find myself dashed on  the rocks they so cleverly hid?