It Doesn't Matter

It doesn't matter that you bought a Mac and now have to buy a new printer.

Hey, the rest of us small people have actual problems to deal with.


As long as I am being paid to be inconvenienced, I will have this problem to deal with. That I am the messanger of all bad news. That this is the reason why I am around in the first place.

No, I'm not looking to be liked. I am only hoping to be spared. Not so lucky.

The weekend is still upon me. It's Monday. But it doesn't go away. The weekend doesn't go away until Thursday. Maybe then, I would have something normal. But it would be the weekend again. I cannot look forward for it to be gone. I cannot begin to say how glad I will be just to be spared.

Spared the tears. Spared the pain. Spared the circumstances.

I'm in the trappings already, like I told my mom and my sis yesterday. But you know what's the difference?

This is my life. Not theirs. They cannot live it for me. They cannot make the decisions for me. If they could, my mom would have spared me of this. So would my sis. There is enough love going around from the both of them for me to think I could actually heal.

Yes, I guess this is what they call karma.