gonna live in these sweatpants.
i feel really good today. less sick, emotionally well. i’m almost a month off cigarettes, i’ve significantly cut back on the booze-a-hol, & i’ve been eating a lot of dark leafy greens.
it’s warm-ish in milwaukee. i fixed my bike. i’m going to play wifflebeer in an hour.
ed & i are getting along better, too. our relationship will forever be a work in progress. we’re difficult people but we love each other fiercely.
so yeah. i feel alright. earlier in the week i had my yearly review at work & it went well. i even got a small raise.
life isn’t perfect & it never will be. but right now i feel pretty darn okay & i’m cautiously optimistic about the future.
it’s a swell place to be.
another friend of mine took their last breathe in new orleans recently.
his knuckles read: GAME OVER
but i always hoped he’d stay alive.
good-bye & godspeed, dear jared. i hope you are at peace.
sure do wish i had a partner who’d actively support my NEED to cut back on drinking.
i miss sobriety. mine, mainly. but also being partnered with a sober person.
i’m actually lonely for isaac.
living is hard.
someday i’ll be happy. or at the very least less miserable. it’s my choice. i’m in the driver’s seat.
i’m a driver, i’m a winner. things are gonna change. I CAN FEEL IT.