a greatfullness

This evening as I wait to pick-up a rediculously low priced bedframe. And wish that I was man enough to piss in a bottle, I give thanks. over the last year my life had made a whirl-wind change. I feel different when I wake up in the morning. And when I lay myself to rest at night I no longer have the anxiety of oh shit will I be able to deal with tomorrow. History, at least mine has shown that I have the undeniable resiliance that one would attribute to a thing of elastic compound. Yesterday was the 46th birthday of my departed sister, Marpessa Dawn. Who on this night of the full moon, fully eclipsing, I thank most of all. I can feel her presence. In me, my work. I carry with me a picture of her in my wallet, in all her tired beauty. And I ware the ring she gifted me so long ago, everyday. She truely watches over me, and I try even harder to accomplish the things she encouraged me to dream about.