Saturday, November 9, 2013

The adventures of Sad-Man

I am sad.

I ran over the puppy today. Claren's skin allergies are acting up and she scraped up her head, which means she needs to wear a cone, which means she can't jump onto my bedd.d She just stands at my bed with her chin on the mattress and looking at me. A friend of the family also got a poor neurological diagnosis.

The last is really the worst.

Whenever someone is diagnosed with a neurological disease, I feel guilty. It makes no sense, I know. No one else should have to go through what I do. I know it doesn't work that way, but I feel like I need to apologize.

My sister heard me say I am sad and pointed out that everything makes me sad.

I said elephants don't. She disagreed, pointing out that they get poached and their tusks cut off. She was right -- I was thinking of the poaching crisis right after I said elephants.

I next tried superheroes. She said they make me sad because I think why can't I do that. Dammit! She  was right again.

I think that is my superpower.


Anonymous said...

I don't even know you Sad-Man,
but I'm glad I do.

Look for the smallest of gladness.


Patrick said...

At least an elephant didn't run over you.

Anonymous said...

Be happy about this. We will be there soon. How can that be sad?

Anonymous said...

I don't want you to be sad. There is a lot of good out there. Just reach out and you will find it.
Xxxooo sdt

Matt Trott said...

Thanks all, not being crushed by elephants is definitely good, but i am worried that now it is going to be a game: How is this sad?

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