Wrestling with Something

I wrote 153 words. I don't want to think about how long it's been since I last wrote, but hey. Not bad for a day when I wanted nothing more than to give up and just ... softly and silently vanish away.

Which I know is the depression talking. Which doesn't help it any.

At least the end of Daylight Stupidity Time means that my sleep schedule looks a little less fucked up. If I ignore the hypersomnia bits.


... ranting about my childhood and 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit?' ... my mind is odd.

Experiments with Chicken and Celery and Stuff Layered Around Them

( Friday: Leek and Dumplings )

( Today: Potatoes and Cheese )