fred

Last night Ativan was my friend. A good way to end a stressful day when you're trying to get a good night's sleep. I don't dare break into the liquid morphine.

Today I oversaw roof repair. Later I ordered japanese textbooks speaking japanese.

Tommorow... something will happen. Exactly what that is remains a mystery. As always...


Life's not asking you the question you think it is.
It's not asking anything.
It's saying, "Relax. Have a bagel".