It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society. - Krishnamurti
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Bad Day Again
I spent most of the day in blinding pain. Wishing with all of my heart you were here to wrap yourself around me while I cried. I daydreamed about you walking in, finding me in this state and doing all the exactly right things to make it not so deadly awful.