Feelin' bad

My esthetician said that Venus is in retrograde causing chaos. That must be it.

First, my best friend's dog took her last walk recently. Kita was special. She did a great Elvis impression.
Second, my client's mother told me that my client's three-year-old son drowned at the lake a couple of weeks ago. He leaves behind a twin brother. When I saw her at the salon, she was almost as medicated as I would require. Yeah, yeah, I know kids can drown in seconds. I'm sick of people saying that shit. I've heard that on the local news, thanks. You can't heal a broken heart, ever. Her heart will need a bandage change a day for the rest of her life. But the free-bleeding may end in a few years.
Third, another client's best friend told me that my client's 48-year-old son died of a heart attack while playing tennis. That's why I want to live my life as if tomorrow were my last day. People may think that I'm irresponsible, but I won't die wishing I'd played more tennis.
Fourth, a client put her dog down as well. She drank wine before her appointment. I like wine.
Fifth, a friend is leaving his relationship of many years. It's time for them. But that will not make the process any easier. But I want to be there for him.
Finally, there are some birds in my yard that are missing feathers. I understand why domestic birds have no feathers - they are miserable, caged creatures who are acting out because of their frustrations. But why would I see a bald cardinal? Sad.

So I'm drinking more wine than the surgeon general would suggest. And eating white pizza (in other words garlic pizza). And I may watch Bridge to Terabithia because my client said that it's a good cry.