A Cold Day in April

Here, in this familiar place of awkward frustration and regret, my only response is "I knew better but hoped for better." I could always just return to sender the ill intent of well-done liars. But I didn't. I take full blame for my aggravation. Lets align what shall happen from here on out: When goaded with nonesense wrapped in pity-parties, send them to church. "Pray for your troubles!" I'll say, and honestly I will pray for them after all. I own no stake in the fate of others, nor should I be willing to burden anyone with my rationale. I have just one first name and one last name, like so many others. I am powerless. My strenght is in my resolve, and today I resolve to cease fighting. Repeating the same action hoping for alternate results has a particular definition. Man Down.