November 26, 2013
I've no children, no grandkids; I'm sucking up air in my big, not so fancy house. I'm taking up space and using up the world's resources. I'm burning fuel and leaving a carbon trail. I'm not amusing anyone or giving anyone any joy. I'm my cat's caretaker. It's a very slim life. It feels selfish and petty. I live without purpose, unless God has a plan for me... What? I was enthralled with my new studies in Art Therapy. But now, I just want people to heal themselves, or not. I'm as apathetic about others as I am about myself.