I hardly ever dream anymore. I think it’s all the drugs I’m on. When I do dream, they are a combination
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The Pursuit of Happiness
We are one day shy of September’s midpoint. I am one day shy of a full week of the new drugs.
Continuing the hot streak
I am, as previously noted, crazy. I am okay with that, because as long as there are still people crazier than
The Return of Three (3!) Things Thursday
1. Yesterday I decided I was getting bronchitis again. The reasons why I knew this to be true were (a) I
The Troubled Sleep of the Damned
I guess I’m one of the good ones, because I am sure as hell (hee! see what I did there?) not