December 23, 2018, Sunday

This is my second day home from that horrible, exhausting prison.  I am starting to take an assessment of my life.  Observations so far:


  • So…I’m not supposed to drink anymore.  Supposedly it will keep me healthier and help me live longer.  Would someone please tell me WHAT THE FUCK FOR?  
  • What is the purpose of being alive if that life is FUCKING MISERABLE?

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