Things. Things could be worse. I’m obviously wrapped up in my little drama with the impending knee surgery, but I know things could be worse. I’ve tried not to be melodramatic about the different things that have happened during the past two years, but sometimes it just comes out. And when it does, I want to just grab it and stuff it back inside because things could be so much worse.
For instance, I could be this guy. Do you remember that? Dude lost his pants on a ski lift, and it was national news. Or I could be this guy. Dude got arrested for illegally feeding an alligator. But that was after the alligator bit off his hand. If I really think about, there are lots of ways that things could be worse. So I’ll just sit here and enjoy the tiny light shining at the end of my tunnel.