End of the line

Have you ever had one of those days where you just felt that you could not handle one more set-back with screaming?  I am not talking about ending one's life, but I mean you just have had so many continuous ups and downs that you just wonder how much more there is left for you to have to overcome.  Seems like my life is just once giant cycle that repeats itself so often that I wonder if I am secretly on a cosmic soap opera.

This year has been a very difficult one for me for a variety of reasons.  At every turn I have accepted the change and rolled with the punches.  But lately it seems like I am just getting kicked in the teeth more than my fair share.  I needed the past few days to physically and mentally recover and maybe I should have waited a few more days before getting back in touch with the world.  

No matter what weird cosmic or fatalistic drama is going on with me right now, I need to just remember that I have my health (sort of), my animals, and friends and family who love me.  The rest be damned.