Sitting at the coffee shop across from my labyrinth of employment. I could...I could do it. I could walk to my car and just drive. Keep driving. Just disappear....
Sitting here sipping away at this blackest of coffee I cannot help but think that a glass of tequila might serve me better today Somebody should have a Happy Hour in the morning
Why count sheep when you can count shoes Think about it Next time you are having trouble falling into the abyss of the night Try to go back and think about every pair of shoes you ever owned maybe even in chronological order The good sleep will come