Day One

I woke up this morning with the refreshed determination that today is the first day of a concentrated effort to be a better me. Not a me that someone would want, but a me I want. A me I'm happy to be with. A me that no longer needs interaction to pretend happiness. A me that no longer looks at everyone's life and wish he had any of that. Nope, I'm accepting (yet again) my station in life and that, from here until the end, this is it. Work, kids, alone. Just shy of true stability, just short of any goal, just enough hope to try one more day.
Anyway, back to my enchanting day of laundry, cleaning, walking and Ramen.