Some lawn furniture hit me on the bridge of my nose today and i think it gave me a concussion cause my brain is not thinking right today. Yeah, i'm gonna go with that, it has nothing to do with weening myself off of my anti-depressant.
Last night a girl at a meeting went from talking normally to complete breakdown sniffles streaming tears by just mentioning something that didn't even seem very sad, and I found myself feeling a little jealous cause it takes some time to watch Pan's Labyrinth.
Cuz I been set cruise pilot and me and this truck ain't been fluctuated more than like six inches from me the past forty miles like it's been pretty good damn precise