An open letter to a friend:
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I know it's none of my business. I know I should keep my nose out of it, but I can't. I wish I could tell you things were going to get better. But I can't do that either. I can't stand by and see you hurting. You are a wonderful incredible person. You make the world a brighter place. Your smile lights up a room. The sound of your voice is musical. It's ok to think about giving it all up. As long you also think about all that you have and all that you will leave behind. Especially what you leave behind. I hope you read this and know people are thinking about you, worried about you, and don't want you gone.
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I did nothing yesterday and it was heaven. Got up around 11 (remember I didn't go to bed until 4:30), no hangover, no regrets, no worrying who I had to apologize to, no strangers to drive home, just me and the furry ones. Took a shower and went for a walk to get some froyo. Nice beautiful day, wandered around downtown, enjoyed my froyo, came back home and took a nap. That's right, a nap. It was wonderful. Fed the cat, went for another walk around 6 or 7, had leftover pork for dinner, watched stupid TV, started working on a puzzle and went to bed. All in all one of the most satisfying days I have had in a while. Didn't stress, didn't rush, got to be outside as well as catch up on sleep. Oh man if they were all like this the doctor could take his pills and shove them up his ass...
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