I used to be a member of a drug-crazed limbo troupe. Then I went underground and lived life as a depressed housewife. Now I live life for real, as me...with an alias.
Thanksgiving put me in a funk I can't seem to shake. I'll chalk it up to a hormonal break... even though there's little rational explanation for that. I guess it's just a case of PTSD from a lifetime of Turkey-Day stress. The long and short of it is, I've been obsessively listening to OMD all weekend long. This time of year always makes me question sobriety's virtues.
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