Posted by obsidian on February 18, 2011, at 23:19:19
There is something in the desert called "a wash"
Everything just flows down through them.
Everything is dead because there is no rain, and then "bam" there it is, soaked.
I'm getting my butt kicked, seriously.
I spend days just so out of it, and glad to be out of it, and that is while stone cold sober. But I am not that out of it. I also feel like I am in pain.
I am not feeling well, but I don't know what it is.
I just don't care, sometimes in a resigned kind of way. I don't know what else to do. I don't know how to make this better.
Next week I start another guitar class. Guess that ended up being good for something. That I can handle, everything else? Not so much, no.
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