The Barrow

I'm feeling oddly hopeful, yet somber and grounded. I think I can be redeemed, though I've been given far too many second chances. If I can keep on the path and stay good, I think I can still be good. I have to try, anyway.

However, I know, somewhere deep in my soul, that I'll have to give a lot back to make up for this cosmic debt. Someday, someone's gonna have to swim into a nuclear reactor to flip a switch, or stay behind and get torn apart so others can escape (or something like that) and it's just gonna have to be me who does it.

Today, I'm wishing I had given my dog a hug before I left the house. My wife took him to the vet today for an x-ray, but apparently they're gonna do some bloodwork and possibly remove some teeth. He should be okay, but I wish I had hugged him first.

Also, we bought a house. This is exciting, but also a challenge. However, I am excited about the opportunity to rise to a challenge. It should be good for my soul

I really wish I weren't such a son of Kali Yuga but here we are. I just have to do my best from where I stand.

Hic manebimus optime.