How to Find the Sun

On February 14, 2013 I found myself lost in a forrest.
There are no paths, so signs, no trails that go anywhere.
It was getting dark, getting darker, for a while, it was very dark, so dark I could hardly see in front of me.  The darkness was cold.  So very cold, but I kept walking in the darkness, in the cold, shivering, wondering why I don't just stop and stop looking for a way out.
My eyes adjusted, I could see shapes and make my way.  All the color was gone, all the joy of the world I knew.  No light, no color, no joy, no warmth.  But I kept walking. 
Then I realized the trees, although they reached near the sky, and left everything under in in a dense and heavy shadow; the sun was still there.  I walked in the cold darkness for such a long time, and I realized the canopy was opening.  I saw a sliver of light peaking in, teasing me. 
I didn't know what to make of it at first, I felt like I should not touch it, it was strange, I shyed away from the light the warmth.  It was scary. 
Then Delilah came to me in song.  "Here Comes the Sun"
She wanted me to know that it would be okay again.  It would be alright.  Soon. 
My sun went away when she died.  Her toys wait for her still, in her room.  The sad giraffe plays the lonely tune "You are my Sunshine" and the only part that radiates with me is "Please don't take my sunshine away."  I want the sun, I want things to be okay again. 

"Here Comes The Sun"

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here 

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
It's all right, it's all right

Why Her?

Recently I found out that one of the mean girls at work is pregnant.  My reaction, WTF, why does that bitch get to be pregnant?  Everytime in the breakroom, she goes on and on about wanting a designer diaper bag and how she can't do this or that but "after the baby" she plans to go back to party girl. Wow, I wanted to slap the shit out of her.  She was trying to get pregnant, she probably wanted an accessory, you know, cuz all those reality people are doing it now a days...  How annoying.