Stupid

I welcomed it. My arms wide. Eyes clear and focused. I couldn't be certain, but I think it smiled at me. And all I could do was smile back dumbly.

Stupid.

You know that feeling you get, when you know there's something bad about to happen but don't know when? Deer don't get that, they get that "oh look, it's shiny" feeling.

Stupid deer.

Lately I've been feeling that, "Okay, now what the hell do I do" feeling.That coupled with that "I've just watched an Astronomy special on NatGeo, and now realize how insignificant I and my whiny problems really are" feeling.

Stupid Astronomy.