Thursday, March 24, 2016

Drabble #20

My life was in a truly awful scramble. There were a lot of things I didn't understand--that I couldn't understand. I felt like I was Colonel Cathcart from Catch-22, always so concerned with my status relative to that of others. Why did I always feel the need to compare? Why? What was so great about that? It just made me feel like shit in the end. Everything was awful, and the worst part was, there was nothing I could do about it. Things were too hard, much too hard. There were only so many things I could handle at once.

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