I’ve been inpatient since the Wednesday before this last one. I’m home right now on a weekend pass, but I have to go back Monday Sunday night. They say I might be discharged for good next week. Maybe. If everything keeps going okay.
In And Out Of The Hospital
So It Comes
…slowly, methodically…
Every Night I Dream Of You…
…and die a little inside, for the missing part kills me slow and sure.
Snow Come Down
It was the only decent one I could find that didn’t have (incredibly disturbing) graphic drug use.
Too True
Wonderful quote by Jules Renard…
Don’t tell a woman she’s pretty; tell her there’s no other woman like her, and all roads will open to you.
Fingershaking
The word “clueless” comes to mind. Truly.
Happy Words
Small surprises can mean so much:
“I want to see where this leads.”
The happiest words heard this year.
They may seem tiny. Unobtrusive. Neutral. Full of such wiggle room.
You cannot begin to imagine the peace they create, the anxieties they allay.
All was right with the world in those seven words.
I want to see, too.
Perspective
I’ve tried to tell you, but you don’t quite seem to get it yet:
In the end, it all comes down to perspective… Continue reading ‘Perspective’
