Just Ask.

So, we just watched Showman again.  I needed the grounding.  Yesterday was tough.  Staying in bed all day, because of life.  I know I can ask for help, I’m not above it.  Sometimes, I hit, many times, I miss.  Remember that hand of jokers?  Yeah, it messes with ya.  I also know I depend on people.  It messes with their lives.  Yeah, it messes with ya.  So, I retreat into my own head.

When Ashley came last night, she was surprised I was in bed.  I told her the story, and she said I should’ve called her.  She’d already told me her boss at the old folks’ home wouldn’t let her leave when she got back from school, so I left it alone.  She told me to call, if she can, she will, if she can’t…well.  Both she and Joey told me the worse she can say is no, which I know.

As much as I hate to admit it, I am human, and I sometimes get inside my own head.  I have to remember they’re only words.

Alright, it’s a quarter after 3, so good night, and be good to each other.

-J-