Life Is What It Is...

...and there ain't much you can do about it. So you swallow the medicine, take your pill, as it is, and hope for the best. Knowing that the outcome is not going to be good. Glass half full or half empty. Seems pointless to ask when you open the cupboard and there are no glasses to be found. You don't even get the chance to decide.

So I'll take what I don't have to whatever ends I can, knowing full well that it is partly my fault and partly genetics. As it should be. The creator likes to throw a change-up every so often, just so you remember whose on the mound. But my bat ain't big enough any longer.

So it is what it is...