last night while driving home from work with dave and smoking weed i came to a realization. if been stressing about the dumbest shit ever for the last two days. and i realized, as i normaly do in daves company, that if i dont stop sweating small shit i am going to blow this.
not just this, but everything i have ever cared about in my life. ever.
thank you dave, for trying so hard to put up with my frenzy.
i came home last night, unplugged and moved my television, and i wrote, and i read and i feel asleep with on the road on my chest. i feel much better today.