When I arrived home from my tour, my insides were in an uproar because of various shitstorms I had to deal with.
I had run out of my anti-anxiety meds while away, and couldn’t deal with too much. I certainly didn’t feel like posting.
Still don’t.
The last shitstorm has been weathered, and all that is left is a plan of action to be formulated.
I need to have a regular job. I’m in too deep of a hole not to.
Now there is freedom, and hope…
Meanwhile, Hurricane Hannah is bearing down on the Atlantic Coast, where I live.
Heck. That’s just a regular weather-type storm.







