Monday, October 24, 2011
All in the head.
Good: I understand what I need to do.
Bad: I can't do it alone (maybe that's not such a bad thing).
Good: Things go up.
Bad: Things go down (because I'm prideful and I forget).
Good: Red is pretty.
Bad: Red is pretty.
Somtimes I feel like I'm addicted to drugs.
I'm still as sober as the day I was born, though. Must all be in my head. That's refreshing. ...right?