Trying

I am having dark moments, sometimes.

The man I love is having cancer removed from his arm, today. He has had quite a few of these operations, so that every dawn is important.

I am trying to have coffee with a cat determined to head butt me. At least, Max the dog is quiet.

There is a conglomeration going on in my life that is crowding my head. Some of it is real: AA is full of sick people trying to get well. Some of it is not: I am trying to get well. Apparently trying is not good enough...