I realize that I haven’t blogged much lately, at least in this forum, about me. How am *I* doing?
Well, frankly, I am OK, but I’ve been better. I can be better. I procrastinate doing anything constructive that will make me feel better. Why, you ask? I probably couldn’t tell you. At least I am going to a sleep clinic next week to try and get my sleep habits in order. I probably will end up having to use a machine to help me breathe properly while I sleep. I need to get my weight under control. I’m going to end up putting myself under if I don’t do anything about it. If anything else, I need to do it for the sake of the man who loves me.
Why is my apathy at an all time high? Am I too afraid to fail? Am I too afraid of judgmental pricks? I know what you’re thinking, fuck them! And you would be right. But I need to find the drive to do better. I found it once a while back, and then it went away. Maybe I just misplaced it somewhere. I will keep looking for it, and when I find it, I won’t let it go easily.
EDIT: Just minutes after I published this post, Greg had a migraine so bad that I had to take him to the ER. We were in an out of there in less than three hours. His health is important to my health. At least he’s OK.