This Can't be My Karma
Sometimes, life seems like one thing after another. I realize that that is precisely what life is: one second, one hour, one day, one year, one decade...after another, but when the events that are hurled at you seem insurmountable, what else is there to do but say fuck it? Well, this year has felt like I am getting the karma intended for someone who stole my identity, only to conduct nefarious deeds. Over the past two years, I know that good and happy events have happened in our lives, but the challenges we have faced have been, well, quite challenging. We moved into a place that used to be a meth lab that wasn’t remediated correctly (or at all) and was already inhabited by invisible forces, I was denied SSDI for my disabilities, I have been unable to work on a regular basis, Repeated visits to doctors out of state, A few visits to the emergency room, One of our cars had a mystery issue that ultimately resolved (after the new battery didn’t do m...