Yesterday I found an odd little place A real hole in the wall sort of joint Where the doldrums of life roll on and on Where day changes to night, but leaves no one the wiser Where today could be tomorrow even though it really seems like yesterday When now and then are full of the same thing
It's an odd little place A real hole in the wall joint Just look through the looking glass And dive down the rabbit hole And you'll discover this world within ours.
The other night I did something I hoped I wouldn't have to do. I went to visit a very close friend of mine in the behavioral health/psych ward of the hospital. It's not that I didn't want to have to go to a place like that, it's just that I hoped I could help make it so that those closest to me wouldn't need to go there because things wouldn't get to that point. At least they're getting the help that I can't give.