Out Of An Alternative Closet

This is shaping up to be one of the strangest posts I’ve done so far, at least that I’ve been consciously aware of. It’s possible that what I say in this post may freak you the fuck out so bear that in mind.

Brain Fart

I… I’m having… difficulty in… piecing together a… coherent sentence. It seems stupid to write it like that but it’s true. Impulse to write… but… on Twitter… it’s not enough characters to… I don’t know.

Rambling Again

Laying here in the dark, it dawns on me that I’m alive and about to start another week. I… *sigh* my thoughts are dark, not much different from yesterday which required alcohol. Want to drink before work. Badly want to drink and hope it helps lift me up enough.