I had dreams every night of a crowd of faceless people with a little boy standing in front. He never spoke but I could tell he was trying to tell me something.
First off, this is just so depressing that you will need at least five pizzas. Binge and don’t look back. Look forward to tomorrow’s leftovers or new pizzas, depending on how depressed you are.
I went to the hospital voluntarily. I was there to make money. I was there to smoke marijuana.
I will be uncomfortable, I will embrace the pain, and then it will leave, as all temporary feelings do.