Sometimes funny while tragically self indulgent at others these are my experiences and thoughts about my personal life and recovery. Come on in. Relax and enjoy the show.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Blegh
Why is that after all this time, I still hold out hope that she might be here when I get home? That when I walk through the door I'll see tiny shoes on the floor? The rhyme wasn't intentional.
