8/5/21

Woke up

Therapy

Got dressed fully

Drove to Josh

Unloaded

Reloaded to go back home to pick up parts that were just delivered

Feed the dogs

Drive back to Josh

Work on Car while Josh teaches me all manner of car things, all day. Didn’t think about smoking at all. There are fires somewhere, and the smoke makes the world glow with twilight all day long. It feels a bit like a dream. Everything feels like a dream. It doesn’t feel like I’m here, but I’m watching it.

Hmm. I’ve been feeling good, and I thought. . . what do I call it.

Drive home

Phillip is waiting, he has dinner ready. It’s hot. It’s delicious. I don’t smoke until after I shower and eat.
But when I do, I smoke hard and fast.
The edge isn’t really there though. The anxiety and depression are there, but a bit… farther back?
I think I’m going to look back and realize Bro What The Fuck You Just Kept On Going While Carrying All That?

Or something to that effect.

Replaced the front tie rods, struts, springs, controller arms, bushings. . . and some other shit as well.
I asked at LEAST 6 times what this one little bit was. I still don’t remember.
Bloody hell, I really am affected by all this smoking.
SHIT.

We only care when we care.

Do it for me. I think.

Do it.

Onwards and upwards mmmmm this song is not The Vibe right now.

I’m going to start reading all the signs that shout out to me.
DO THE WORK shouts the whiteboard on the office wall.
PARTY LIKE A PINEAPPLE winks the art to my left.

I lean left.

I like pineapples.