It's the strangest thing, being in the hospital, or having a loved one in the hospital. You're trusting your life with people you don't even know. The nurses, the doctors, the aides. Don't know them from Adam, and yet every time I leave the hospital, I trust them with the life of my mother. I ...
Category Archives: Local Goings On
Aug
14
Banner Year
I've been very absent from here of late. That's because there are only so many ways I can say I'm depressed. And there are only so many ways I can say that there are only so many ways I can say I'm depressed. I'm sick of myself, so I can only imagine how sick you ...
Jun
29
Home
Yeah, so I couldn't make it past Day 11. I'm home. Thanks for all the love and support (and mail). For those that sent something I didn't get, I'm hoping they forward it on to me. For now, I'm just not feeling much like doing ...
Jun
17
Day 3
Day 3 of 28. So I finish treatment on July 13, according to my advisor/therapist here. I'm already counting the days. Not that it's a horrible place, but damn. My schedule is not in line with the schedule they have me following here. See, I'm a guy who goes to bed at 1 or 2 in the ...
Jun
13
Two Days
Two days left. Two days for me to get my fill of Twitter and Facebook and blogs. Two days to wonder how good the cell signal is there. Two days to wonder if I'll be able to blog. I'm definitely bringing my journal ...
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I’m a writer. A lover, not a fighter. An amateur philosopher who enjoys shaving giraffes and dancing around my living room in my boxers.