Apr 13, 2011 11:14
It feels odd, using this thing as an actual journal.
This weekend was odd. Very odd. I'm not sure what drug was introduced that caused me to think I was some sort of animal for most of the duration, but I'd never like to encounter it again.
There's a good bit that I recall that I wouldn't mind if it were never brought up again...but I can't say I regret what happened with my brothers...
Doesn't matter. It seems as if it was all fueled by whatever-it-was. I'll just...forget we ever had those conversations.
I think that once my nausea clears, I'm going to go out to the woods. I'm going to need a bit of space to...reset everything.
family,
lillebror,
blog,
sick