Another day

Amazing how a baby being born opens up old wounds. Not much I can do about it aside from sitting here thinking about what it must feel like to hold your baby for the first time. Think about its little eyes looking up at you. Wondering what it's thinking. Seeing dad's eyes well up with pride. Yeah. Those things. The things I'll never get. But I'm putting one foot in front of the other. I have to.

As good a day as any to start

Babies, babies everywhere. My younger boss' wife is having their second. Hell, my infertile friends are having their seconds. I try to smile and act like I don't care, and yet I wake up feeling more barren than ever. Funny how your real emotions reveal themselves in your waking moments.

I just put my nose down and keep putting one foot in front of the other. I keep on going forward that way, no matter the noise around me.

How does one with no real purpose in life occupy herself on a daily basis? Today it's been working since nobody else is here to man the office. I've been crusing the 'net looking for home decor and I've been reading my Vampire Hunter book. It's made time fly and it's made me keep one foot in front of the other. That's all I ask for at this point.