It's Hard to Sympathize with Some People in Shared Moments

  • July 3, 2020, 3:53 a.m.
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A friend and I were discussing how some people have such great lives yet they don’t even know it. Their worst problems are nothing compared to some things we’ve been through. I try not to compare myself to others because it would only piss me off. Life was never fair and it never will be for as long as humans exist. Yet when I think of those whose worse problems are to do chores they don’t want to do while they have everything paid for and catered to them that most people have to struggle for, I wonder when? When will something happen to shake up their worlds and make them look back and realize that their past “problems” weren’t so bad after all? I just wonder when they’ll get so sick or forced to struggle in ways that make them look back and say, “Damn, I really was once quite lucky! I had it so easy. But now I know what real hardships are.”

My lymph nodes are down, I’m pleased to find. They’re still noticeable but not as noticeable as they were before. Maybe my teeth really did have something to do with them being swollen. I’ll give it a few more days to see how they do. If they swell up again, I thought that instead of messaging my PCP asking to come in sooner, I would simply ask for her advice and opinion on the matter.

Pretty sure my sore hip is really my sciatic nerve acting up. A bit of a bitch to deal with because it lasts so long when it acts up. He and I have both had this issue before.

We’ve been bumping the AC up to 80 degrees between 5 p.m. and 8 p.m. which is the most expensive time. Not so much to save money as to make the last year’s worth of utilities look good for future buyers that may check into that.

Last night I had a dream that I looked out the back door (which was the front door in the dream) and up at the house across from the Twenties. It was the middle of the night and I saw a tall lanky guy slouched over and running up toward the fence in a hurry. I immediately knew he was up to no good. Then I realized there were three of them. I overheard one say they wanted to smash the windows of an empty place that had been vacant for a long time. This place doesn’t exist in reality. I started to shout out to them and it took several tries before they heard me. Just as one turned to look at me and started toward me, I shut the door and fumbled for the lock. Just as I turn the deadbolt, an act which seemed to take too many seconds, I wished I kept quiet and simply called the cops rather than called out to them. The dream ended before they could do whatever they were going to do next.

I know I had many other dreams but can’t remember them. The only other dream I remember from the night before was looking at a satellite image of someplace and finding a peculiar circle in the middle of a bay. I figured it must be some kind of dock, even though it looked like some kind of drain. Almost like a plug you could reach down and pull to drain the ocean.

Barbara Bad July 03, 2020

I've found that those with problems will always have problems no matter how big or small. And those who just get on with things will take the hardest hardships and enjoy parts of the puzzle they pose.

I hope your pains improve soon xxx

J🌞DI Barbara Bad ⋅ July 03, 2020

Thx. Yes, it does seem to be a personality thing as well.

Marsauthor July 03, 2020

Great dreams. Happy campnanowrimo writing to you

J🌞DI Marsauthor ⋅ July 03, 2020

LOL, great dreams? They were kinda scary. Thanks. I've been making good progress, making my daily goals on-time. At least so far anyway.

Marsauthor J🌞DI ⋅ July 03, 2020

Haha at least they weren't about our crappy president although I can see us kicking his arse in a dream we'll me and you cheering in my victory lmao. Youre welcome

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