posted on Sep, 22 2011 @ 07:06 PM
I find that the older I get the less I can depend on or hope for. I have faith I can get by somehow, but most of my plans fall though for any number
of reasons. Sure, I can plan mundane things and get them done, esp. with a to do list, but concerning far ranging life plans, forget it. I gave up
making real plans for my life a while back. Perhaps my plans are foolish and I have so many great expectations that would naturally be unattainable.
What ever. I don't depend on a SHTF scenario but I hope the BS will end soon by what ever means. I don't want to die or live a miserable life, but
both are certain in these uncertain times. What do I have to loose but my life anyway? I gave up caring and thus ended the frustration. Let what comes
come, come what may. Let the winds of misfortune blow me around like a leaf in the wind. Not too many people would care and I'm mostly forgotten by
the people who might care anyway.