7/14/99 Flotsam & Jetsam

Still drifting after all these years.
Roy was the analytical one, Dad was the infallable one, Mom was the undisputed matriarch....and then there was Ken.

You either have an analytical mind, an artistic one, or you hang on and ride. I still find myself reacting to life rather than interacting in it. Tossed around like a shipwreck survivor struggling to keep my head above the waves.
While everybody else was donning life preservers, Ken was bemoaning the lack of life boats. Does this sound like money problems again? yup, that and lack of sleep, and an overwhelming load of work that I can't seem to overcome.

I'm awash in life's dramas and I forgot to bring my trunks.

...somebody toss me a lifeline.