I wish there was a quick way to drain every idea out of my head and into a spine. I am more impatient with myself than anyone else could ever be. Got tired of waiting on the ambulance so I picked myself up and dressed the wounds with my own two shaking hands. I find I'm healing at a much faster rate than I ever anticipated... although I have to admit your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder back then.I'm not sure what this means but tonight I think I'm falling asleep with a smile on my face. Maybe I'm too tired to feel anything but what the sleeping pill wants me to. Things are falling into place again.
