I know the feeling. Someone else says that despair is a sin, but I don't know about you, I can't help but despair most of the time anymore. I literally don't know how some people make it through the day. So you're not alone. Hang in there. If we're all going to come out of this at the other side, you just gotta keep putting one foot in front of the other, and hope for deliverance, as they say. Nothing else to be done ...
I've lived here on The Poor Farm most of my life. Located in western Kansas, where the wind blows - supposedly the Dodge City weather station at the airport has the highest average wind speed in the CONUS. It would be the "sticks" out here if there were any trees, but I like it. I really like the spring - when it is calm, and the smell of the fresh wheat and other plants fill the air with a unique "green" smell. My real love is the fall, when the air is cooling and calm, when you breath the air it is like a drink of cool water. Speaking of cool water, my well produces some mighty good tasting stuff. It is hard water for sure - all the faucets have lime on them, but I'll take it over soft mossy smelling reservoir water from the city any day.
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I know the feeling. Someone else says that despair is a sin, but I don't know about you, I can't help but despair most of the time anymore. I literally don't know how some people make it through the day. So you're not alone. Hang in there. If we're all going to come out of this at the other side, you just gotta keep putting one foot in front of the other, and hope for deliverance, as they say. Nothing else to be done ...
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