Jun 23, 2008 23:34
I can't sleep.
I can't sleep because I can't breathe.
I can't breathe because every time I do I'm wracked with coughing spasms. And it makes me want to die. So I'm bored still. I'm all writed out tonight, even though I should still plod on, I can't seem to make myself want to. I'm drained.
So instead, I'm making an unnecessary post to kill time because I can't sleep.
Despite the fact I took cough syrup which is uber icky.
Fuck.
And in twenty three minutes it will have been five years since Robert was killed. I'm reaching the conclusion that June is a bad month for me. I'll never get married in June.
We never find grace, we just blindly stumble toward it.
coughing,
sick,
death