Saturday, September 13, 2008

Yesterday I had almost reached the point that if I stayed at the hospital any longer,  I was going to grind up match heads and give myself a tattoo. So, I went home and went to bed, and this morning I went to work for the first time this month. Considering that delivering mail is so mindless and rote (at least the way I do it) it was amazing how stimulated and vital it made me feel today.

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