A thought a mere thought

This week has been a roller coaster of emotions and events. As I walk alone down the strip I am surrounded by strippers, hookers, players, and pimps, greed, anger, lust, and envy, gluttony, and worst of all arrogance and cruelty. How can we not be disheartened with what we see? How can we be faced with such overwhelming events of the past week and not just want to give up, to refuse to continue?

But yet call me a sucker, and I still don’t understand how, but I still believe in true love. I fear it to be a gift reserved for special few, but I do still believe in it. I believe in it even as it is not shining, and I will not go gently into that sweet night, but will rage rage against the dying of the night (yes I know it to be light, but this is more appropriate)

As for me, I am coming to grip with who I am. Not always liking who I am well that will probably last for a while to come. I do not think I can change myself for that is who I am, but I am slowly coming to grips with it. I think I will focus more on work that anything else, that at least has the ability to not hurt so much. Now if only I could get my brain to shut up for a few minutes so I could actually sleep for once this week.