I don't care one way or another (wish I did)
Wonder if there is any truth to the lyrics only the good die young. My honey was only 45. He was such a good man and everyone he worked with knew he was a hard worker with a sense of humor to keep things interesting. I miss him sooo much and as I try to make a new life for myself I miss him more. I know that doesn't make sense to start a new life and want him with me. We all know that is not to be.
With him we could conquer the day the world anything. Being alone has really made me...un motivated. All the work projects I have always done. I just don't care.
I know that is bad, lazy. If my child is fed and clothed that is enough. There is so much that needs to be done in and with this house. I have a painter coming to prime 2 rooms, then I will Hafta paint em.
Ridiculous! I don't know how to force pride so I plod on and just get through another day not really caring one way or another. That is soooooo not me.