Eh, like I said in the title of this blog (because everything just has to have a fucking title, don't it?) there's no rest for the weary. Specifically me. what is pathetic is that I require a sedative to sleep each night. Whomever said Tylenol PM and Benadryl wasn't addictive can lick my taint. I need that shit to sleep. No, it's not psychological ( Read more... )

The ones before us have become as the ones before them. Greatness was produced and revered. Thoughts unlike any other in an age were said, mountains were moved, things of importance were done. There was then hope for the future. Yet they have backtracked ( Read more... )

Everyone tells me to slow down, that eventually whatever it is that needs doing will get done. I hear that, then I think to myself that there is no time. No time to sleep and listen and rest. Time isn't forever. My time could be over tomorrow. What if that happens? Where's your precious time then ( Read more... )