So there we are – or, more accurately, there I am, again.
I thought life had stopping pissing on me but no. As I said, there I am, again.
Except this time it feels different.
Last time I felt numb, in shock. It took me a while to recover.
This time, not only am I not in shock, I’m feeling at peace. I know that I will overcome this latest challenge – in the face of no evidence whatsoever. Is this hope?
So why the difference?