It seems like the good times only serve to make the bad ones worse. The better they are, the harder I fall.
I see the doctor tomorrow. I don't know if he will ask me to continue to wait, or if he will try a new concoction of drugs. Neither will offer immediate relief.
When
will
it
end
?
Friday, October 17, 2008
its all relative
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