I really cannot take it anymore. Something good may or may not happen tomorrow. If it does not, I really will have to consider driving the Intrepid into the L.A. River.
This level of anxiety and stress cannot be good for the system. I think I can feel my brain eating itself in despair and worry.
I haven't been on the bus in weeks. What have I become?
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2 comments:
take heart.
the bus is still there.
and it misses you too.
OG, come visit Brooklyn for a weekend. It'll restore you.
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