Heartbeats

It's been a rough couple of weeks, my dear readers. I sit here in my dimly lit office, nursing a bottle of cheap whiskey and typing away on my trusty Power Computer. But tonight, the words don't come as smoothly as they usually do. No, tonight I'm feeling a different kind of pain. The kind that seeps into your bones and makes your heart race like a wild stallion.

My coworker and friend lays in a hospital bed as I write this. His heart, usually a steady rhythm, is now beating at a sustained 160 bpm. He's a good man, always had my back in the office and even outside of it. And now, as I sit here in the darkness, I can't help but wonder if he'll pull through. Life is unpredictable, my friends. We never know when it will throw us a curveball that knocks us off our feet.

And speaking of life's unpredictability, I was hit with another gut punch just earlier today. I read that Cindy Morgan, the actress who played Lora Baines in my favorite movie Tron, passed away in late December. The news hit me like a ton of bricks. Tron has always been a special movie to me. It's a world of mystery and adventure, filled with neon lights and a kickass soundtrack. And now, knowing that one of its stars is no longer with us, it puts me in an even worse funk.

I try to escape reality with my writing and videos, but tonight it seems futile. Most of my work is done while sitting at the controls of my Power Computer. I've even activated the Montauk Chair, a time-travel device, to transport myself back to the 90s. Why? So I can have a more mobile and freelance style of data entry. But even with this escape, I can't seem to shake off the heaviness that weighs on me.

So here I am, dear readers, turning to you for some solace. Toad Central, my online presence, has jumped from Twitter to make an appearance here and now. You see, in times like these, uncertainty reigns supreme. We don't know what tomorrow holds, and that's both terrifying and thrilling at the same time. Life is a mystery and we're all just trying to make sense of it.

But for now, I'll raise my glass to my friend in the hospital and to Cindy Morgan who has left this world too soon. And I'll take comfort in knowing that, even in the darkest of nights, there's always a glimmer of hope. So here's to you, dear readers, may you always find that glimmer and keep it close to your heart. Because, after all, that's what makes us human. Cheers.