Six in one hand... half a dozen in the other.
Seems like life is constantly challenging us. One day you are feeling on top of the world; then the next it's all crashing about your feet. Where does one turn? To God, I believe is the correct answer, but what does one do while waiting on Him?

But here's the wierd part... the part I don't get;

I get a chance to finally have a movie made and then my brillient "better-half" gets big head on me and sinks into the despressive hell hole of alcohol. Geeze, does it get any better than that? (that's sarcasm people)

But let me not bore you with any more sob story. Life does have it interesting moments. The movie thing? I do think with a little more effort I will have this in the bag. Big money and a new life.

Having it alone is something I dread, but I know with money I won't have to be alone... just lonely.

You know. Gobs of people swarming around wanting to be friends, and you know why they're really there... until the money runs out, if it ever does. But I don't associate with those types so maybe I'll be different. Famous last words, I know.

Yeah, I feel great about the possible sale, and I love the fact that I've finally been recognized a little by my peers, enough that someone actually wants to buy my writing. It's such a blessing after all the years it took to get it right. If I have gotten it right. Shoot I still have to get the script to them and they might not like it once they read it. So maybe we hold the enthusiasm till we get the check in our hot little hands. lol

Anyway, went to church and prayed about my situation. I'm holding up and wishing that that someone would write or contact me somehow. But I am such a romantic to think a vision could even be possible from my demonstative behavior. But I see a lot of women seem to like me after all, and I find that refreshing. Maybe there is hope for me after my lost lady.

Maybe...