Thought evaporating quickly tonight. Along with chance of getting any sleep. If everything goes well, I will be a grandfather tomorrow. Is living up to a grandfather as hard as trying to be what you think a father should be? Know I will be happy, but don't know why I won't let myself look forward to that happiness. Something in me says that if I look forward to something-I will cause it not to happen. Just one of the many things that has developed my pessimistic attitude over the years. Is the glass half full, half empty, or an opportunity to create a spill??
Thought for my epithet- "He didn't really mean it that way"
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