Well, here I am. But there's nothing to be said for today, except that it rained and it rained and it rained, just like in Chapter 9 of Winnie-the-Pooh. You know, in which Piglet is entirely surrounded by water. Cold, drenching rain. November.
And I feel like shit again tonight. The headache's back. Pain and rain. There's a little poem, so don't say I didn't write anything today.
Later,
CRK
3:37 p.m.
And I feel like shit again tonight. The headache's back. Pain and rain. There's a little poem, so don't say I didn't write anything today.
Later,
CRK
3:37 p.m.
- Current Location:Birmingham, Alabama
- Current Mood:ugh
- Current Music:Robyn, "Dancing On My Own"
