Lines were drawn and dates set for future weighty decisions...
An expectedly rocky road raked to a rough gravel...this will be comfortably drivable.
I am content.
Too much time on the road tho...I hurt now, and likely will the rest of today and tomorrow for sure. Shit.
...
I graduate tomorrow.
Treatment #30. Then an MRI to check on the thing in my head that ain't 'sposed to be there.
Dunno after that.
Makes me tired. Tired of treatment.. tired thinking.
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Gonna lay down now with the Opiate Gods... Come drift with me?
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