There are some days I am not worth shooting, and since I am writing this at night, I can go ahead and tell you that today was one of those days. I felt like crap since waking up. I didn't want to get out of bed; I didn't want to get in the shower, I … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen – Day 18 Rough Day 11
Coke Zero is now the drink of choice until I can wean myself off completely, as Diet Coke tastes like a homeless man's crotch in early August.
T minus 1 and a wake-up. I am only hoping I continue waking up, as my left arm is still numb and has now started to creep up into my neck. I wish this were a made up scenario for this series, but it's not. I am very apprehensive now. I have Googled the symptoms … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen, 30 and a Wake-Up
T-minus 3 days until I begin hating myself for bettering myself, much different than hating myself for destroying myself today. Waking up this morning was the same as the past several years, I didn't want to get out of bed even though I couldn't sleep anymore. My back hurts so bad at night that I … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen – Maybe I Could Get the Cliffnotes