Long month

I know I have an amazing success rate for getting through miserable shit but damn this is getting ridiculous, so ya, the check engine light is back on in the van, Ron is looking for a job, if only I hadn't gotten sick, this is so irritating, why must I be challenged at every moment while others just continue on their day to day with boring consistency . . .fighting with the insurance, why did they suddenly give, is it the form that I filled out with the local politicians office, did they actually check and see that I have a mental health record, for depression, not that I am suicidal, that is being weak, and well my body breaks, my mind doesn't it just  curls up in the corner and rocks every now and then, but it doesn't break. . .how I am not sure, sometimes a vacation would be nice