I'm feeling better now. At the very least, I can stand up and walk around without suffering through a herd of elephants stampeding on my head. But when I was reading through my dailies online and I came across what I wrote last night, I thought I was going to be sick again. God, I didn't know I had so much crap simmering in my brain. Maybe it was the delirium brought about by the drugs, who knows?
I have always had the affirmation that my online journal is intended to be read by no one else but me, and that I will write about things which I myself would want to read. So I will be stuffing last night's post into my "Do Not Want" box, and I will leave it up just to remind myself how horrible my writing can get.
So get rid of the pretense, the drama, and the metaphor rape, Pii. You know you can do better.
