I went to Duluth yesterday. I had an amazing time with my family. I dove into the waves of Superior and almost lost myself in the lovely chill. Almost lost my glasses too. My four kids that came with, I believe thoroughly enjoyed themselves. One child absent from this trip. My wife had a tough time, and understandably so. If you only knew what this poor woman had to endure daily. She did put best face forward and while struggling, hopefully her day was still pleasant. She is my light, she is my love. It's hard to watch someone in pain. I'm constantly racked with mental torment and quite a small bit physical. It's hard to endure my own problems, and to watch the woman you love suffer too. It's downright unacceptable in any fashion. I ramble disjointed thoughts galore in a horror house dijoure. I'm not quite right, but that's okay.
