Monday, October 30, 2017

It can't rain all the time.

While the world reels from the news of the Russia investigations, Kevin Spacey's Sunday night Twitter shocker and the Astros/Dodgers game, I don't have much to share and little time to rest before I have to get up in the morning as the OT is coming early. 
Ebony has had a couple of good days and a couple of bad days. I feel like I'm turning my Facebook page into my personal Wailing Wall, so I will try to focus on the good days, like today. She was bright today and had more energy than usual. She was even a little flirty over dinner and made eyes at me. She smirked at me when I called her on it. 
I want to thank the people who completely took me by surprise this week: thank you for your generosity and kindness to Ebony and to me. I was shocked. I laughed, I cried and we ate exceptionally well this week. And Silva, that was entirely too much and I can't thank you enough. I owe you all proper Thank You cards, I just have to remember to stop by Papyrus on the way to work this week. 
Amazingly, I'm not filled with despair right now. I guess I'm actually feeling a little upbeat and encouraged by Ebony's behavior today. Some days it's dark -- like that Kids in the Hall bit in "Brain Candy" that's clearly supposed to be Glenn Danzig -- but maybe the Gleemonex is kicking in. Who knows? Maybe it's the season. Autumn was always our favorite season, probably because we were literally brought together by Type O Negative, our favorite band. September Sun, October Rust. I've been thinking about our happier times and they all seem to involve Type O. You know, because we're both metal, but secretly goth. It can't rain all the time.