Life is so hard. There is no fun in it. A good friend observed recently and told me I don't laugh enough...if at all. It is true. Even when something is truly funny, I don't crack even he slightest smile. I could watch a Jim Carey movie and never laugh. I am just empty...blank! The world passes by my front door every day and I don't care where they are all going. I can ride with someone in the car, since I don't drive right now, and they have a conversation with me, but I rarely have anything to say in return. Why bother. I can't hear my daughter when she talks and I am tired of asking her to repeat herself. I can't hear my neighbor in the car, and if I try to talk we talk over each other, even when she has her "ears" in she doesn't hear me talk...so frustrating...so I just have stopped replying. Most of the conversation with my neighbor is just about other drivers and stuff like that...nothing that requires a reply.

Why do we get up in the mornings and go through yet another day of agony? Now there is a question that begs a reply.