I wish I could just sleep for days sometimes. This is one of those times. It is Sara's birthday, and I miss her.

I don't think I have the energy to write much in here right now. So isn't this quite a twist? I made an entry already in another diary, and if you want to read it, just go

here.

So very sorry there is little to no explanation with it. I am waiting for news on at least three fronts right now, and dreading all of them.

I am supposed to end things on a bright note. That is what I say. So I will say that this is not the end....that is the best brightest I can be right now.