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                I have been thinking for sometime now. What about? I don't know. Life. How I had a stroke a year ago and survived, but the mother with three children is paralized and has to be spoon fed. How god has to have some great plan for me or he would have let me die along time ago. When I was at my lowest he could have watch me let myself go, he didn't though. I am spilling my guts out and if you have mean things to say, prepare to be ignore.
               I would like to think of myself as a good person. I give when I can, try and make the best decision and say I am wrong when I am. But I can not help but feel useless. I am a tiny ant and my achievements are on the bottom of the charts. I just want to help people. If I could give all of my cloths to the kids that freeze at night I would. I wish I could go to a third world country, because I have it easy man. I really do. I have never gone hungry, always had cloths and shoes, and usually get luxuries like a cell phone or this very lap top. But what is it all for? An image? I wish my life meant more to me. I wish I went to bed excited for tomorrow. I don't and I should.