14,336 Days Alive
1 Margarita Had with Dinner
1/2 a Double Bacon Burger Eaten
Had therapy this evening. My therapist recommended something sweet or alcoholic or both to loosen up after the rough week I’ve had. So I had a margarita with dinner.
There were probably better choices to be had, but I don’t care much. I’m tired of being in pain all the time and my face hurting just pushes the discomfort from manageable to mutiny.
I’m gonna go snuggle Mac.
Take your meds, folks.
Postmark Wonderland 