Face

Sometimes the bad outweighs the good. It's tiring, and it seems those times get more frequent the older I get. Too many ex-clients with tragic stories in the news. Too much debt. Palestinians continue to get pummeled. People are not really there for each other. FB is pseudo. And it's all nice. And I'm crying in the store again. I don't have real friends here, lots of nice acquaintances, but I am alone. I put on a face. It's FaceBook. I miss my daughter so much.