I don’t know. Every now and then I step back from my shit-sandwich of a life and can smile at a song or something. I am better off than many, and should be happy for that. I guess I am. This isn’t what I fucking planned. Tomorrow is a new day, wanted or not.
Or “How I learned to stop worrying and love the ambien.” Let’s just push that last one down the page, shall we? Yeah, I have a delete button, but how will I learn from my mistakes if I just make them vanish. Oh, wait, maybe I should…. hmmm. Anyway, Week 525 on Unconscious Mutterings. I […]