I never write this blog with the idea that anyone actually is listening but my computer. But I suppose that's how cyberspace works. You put it out there and it's there. This blog is that silent listener for me. It's my horrendously underpaid psychiatrist.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

My Relaxants

You know what is like a drug... baths. Whenever I am feeling lousy I go home and get in a nice hot bath. Somehow, in the warm smellgood tub I feel closed off from the rest of the world and I can just shut out anything else I was feeling before. You know what else is like a drug... chocolate milk. I'm going to mix me up some chocolate milk. Ahhh.
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