...I never used to get hangovers. /sigh.
So I'm another year older today; less hair, more mileage, and past joint injuries sing out in reminder of past stupidity more frequently.
But hey, i finished my application for the PsyD program at Adler yesterday, and hopefully they'll like it enough to warrant an interview. Honestly, even in spite of all the misc problems (money, etc etc) I can't say that I'm displeased with existence. Yeah, I might be a disagreeable bastard who harbours a seething hatred for humanity at times, but by and by I'm...content with the way things are in my life. Bills get paid (barely, past hospital bills before I had health insurance notwithstanding), we actually eat on a regular basis, and I <3 mah Rhea.
Urg...must...find...ibuproefen.
...I never used to get hangovers.
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On aging......ah, the stories. But I digress.
Buddism tells us that life is torment and struggle and pain. Yah, so what's new. Sounds like you've figured it out too.
Granted there are bright moments. They sort of make the rest worth while. (or at least they're supposed to)
I guess we should try to fill our lives with as many of those bright moments as possible. Seems a reasonable course of action to me. But then again my wisdom is questionable.
Overall as you figure all this out you'll probably also figure out that the hangover is NOT a bright spot, and of course take steps to avoid them. Not that I'm suggesting abstinence, no just moderation. That way you still get the bright spots without as many dark ones the next day.
It helps keep the slinkies at bay as well.......
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