Just. Wow.

You ever find yourself in a situation and have no idea how you got there? It seems I have been doing that on quite a regular basis lately. I haven't exactly figured out why yet. It just seems like the harder I try to maintain normality the more it slips away. One problem fixes itself only to manifest another. I suppose that's just how life is. A string of problems which end in more problems. I'm still looking around going, "what the hell happened?" I almost feel like I'm on the tail end of a bad storm, looking at the ruins of a house or something. Of course, I over-exaggerate. It's not that bad. It's just confusing as hell. You wake up one day with your life in order, expecting certain truths to remain as such, and the next morning, it's all completely different. I guess a lot of my problem is that I take these things for granted. I take for granted that I'll wake up next to the same person with the same cats and dog piled around me and go outside to find the same Silver Dodge and Steel Blue Jeep out in the parking lot. I just assume that when I go to dad's that the family will be intact and that Mom will be in her little cubby hole at John's. And then one day it just doesn't play out that way and you think, "what the deuce, where did this come from?" I guess I should just get used to it.