Hey.Feel kind of silly saying this but sometimes, I feel like I'm into rehab. As if I was trying not to feel bad. To get over my problems. And about to let myself go any moment. Held up so high on such a breakable thread.
Okay, Maybe that's not without any bearing on my current readings: Déboire ("Dry") by Augusten Burroughs. Such a great novel. About will. About how to make it through. And happiness. It may sound a bit surreal and weird since I'm not an alcoholic -yet!-, still, I can find myself into him. Truly. And It helps me be a better person.
You guys are probably thinking I'm just..crazy. And I might be. Whatever, since I'm okay.
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